Day the 15th--Prose Poem--Harbinger Moon

I'm doing a prose poem today. Actually I did it during the eclipse last night. So here it is in all its glory:

Harbinger Moon

I saw the moon die

It dimmed

Until only a Cheshire Cat smile

And then it blinked 

Out.

The hole it left

Washed the sky

In blood.

Sailing through a

Stygian firmament

Igniting a million billion scattered sparks

The harbinger moon

Lay waste the sky on its demise

Comets streaked across black velvet

Burning out in 

The blood-silver galleon's wake.

Yet wait!

A tiny spark ignites

And sets the rim aflame.

The orb, 

In dread majesty emerges

Once more to set the sky,

Its domain,

A-light.

© 2014 by H. Linn Murphy