Day 26: Dreaming moon

Not so long ago, a blood moon
rose in this autumn sky,
portent of the end of days
and happenstance,
a statistical anomaly for those
who number nights 
and measure the cosmos
with light years.
Instead the pull of gravity,
brings us to this moment,
woman's moon,
a dreaming moon
rising and falling in the night,
a perfect round of days,
nine months if we are counting,
and a child is born. 
All we know,
all we aspire to,
begins anew.











Today's prompt from Octpowrimo is to write of sleep or dreaming. Immediately, I thought of a dreaming moon and a grandchild-to-be who should arrive in the  next week or so. The photo, "Harvest Moon," comes from Wikipedia. 

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