Blue Moon

Diana, why are you so blue?

One last crescent tear from tired gods

A faded glory in twilight

When once you were the heaven’s swing

A perch for dream girls bathed in pearls

Who kicked away the clouds on high

Like magic stardust from the sky

Diana, why are you so blue?

A flesh slice in the atmosphere

Carved by a raptured virgin’s knife

From which a heart bleeds her last love

An icon to a goddess lust

Illicitness when once reprieved

A moment wedded to her sin

Diana, why are you so blue?

Your life is joy and sin writ large

The most human of the divines

Pathos defiant of the sun

Sadness insistent is your bliss

Alive while peers on columns sleep

A tortured soul herself will keep

Diana, why are you so blue

When you alone live life so true?

Published by Michael Sean Erickson

I write, act, and produce films in Los Angeles. Everything else is conjecture.

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