Oh, how the moon longed for it To be with her sun But deep down, in a sliver of herself The moon never wanted to acknowledge, There was crushing doubt Flooding insecurity Thoughts of how she'd never be bright enough To match the sun she so loved
The moon shines down, Casting a gentle aurelian glow Over a world descended into chaos Two halves suddenly severed, Lovers separated by the cruel hand Of a merciless fate
Golden moon gleams bright Beast howls, writhing in torment Metamorphosis
Bleak night, frigid air The corpses tear through damp dirt Cackling ghouls gather
I decided to combine my love of cats and Halloween for today's Feline Friday post! And how did I do that, you might ask? By writing a poem about spooky kitties and all the mischief they get up to on Halloween night!