I Once Was Blind But Now I See - Moonlight Madness Manifests Itself

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Moonlight Madness Manifests Itself

The bewitching hour is; upon us.
The owls, in the trees, are heard above the wind as it whips all around.
The fierceness, of the wind, is noted as it briskly blows.
Moonlight madness manifests itself through the trees.
It is as if the graves have all opened and the contents have exited them.
The owls, in their confusion, hoot to the bodies they see but no one pays attention.
And soon the rains manifests themselves as they pour forth; from the sky.
The watery soldiers are marching; in unison and purposeful to the beat it hears.
Soon the bodies melt away as they are rained; upon and left to further rot.
The thing that is so maddening is the moon shines something sinister and is somewhat perverse but mankind accepts the moonlight madness this one time.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2014)

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