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The Night of Red

March 22, 2017
By AnnLain BRONZE, Waynesburg, Kentucky
AnnLain BRONZE, Waynesburg, Kentucky
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The sky seems to bloom,

A dark menacing red light,

Covering the cool star bright,

Bring promise to suspending doom,

The deafening sound of a boom,

Brings unimaginable impending plight,

With in this sacred holy night,

Quiet lulling of complete darkness coming soon,

A laughter filled village,

People dancing under the color of silver,

All unsuspecting till the appearance of the black swan,

Lays in waist from a devastating pillage,

The village is now the home of the red river,

Young to old, laughter to crying ''tis gone.


The author's comments:

I was required to write a poem for my English class. While I was thinking I was reading a very good book involving magic. That was what inspired the black swan and red river mostly. The village was inspired by the Lost Colony. After I knew the direction of this poem, I built the rest around these two concepts.


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