The perigean moon now nudges earth
a light magenta makes his presence known.
He pulls our tide’s emotions with his birth.
A bloody, moonlit night, aphelion.
Light rays are blocked upon our lunar face
Throughout earth’s atmosphere a reddish glow
as jealous lovers cast no calm embrace.
They’re bent, diminished in attempted flow.
Now apogee keeps distance in his heart
when all the moon lies shadowed by the soul
for seekers never know the brilliant part
as earth shine overwhelms the moonlit whole.
Man was not meant to see a perfect moon
Yet bravely sings as if he had such tune.
(I was up at 5 am this morning to see this moon. It only appears just this red (and rare!) every 150 years…Beautiful !)