Black Moon

Black Moon

silence falls like
ill children

gathered together
in bonfire vanity

rats spread the word
of desolate angels
rising in black smoke
becoming one in
a single neon breath

lavender hills roll
the violet sky radiates
anticipation of what
is but not to be seen

Invisible tides pull
the zenith point in
waves

words and intentions
carry more strength
manifestation, desire

secret tongues escape
the lips from the coven
Harness the power of
the new black moon

flames dance in honour
of the martyr Jeanne d’Arc
the matriarch of the will
of another face of god

MB93
2022