Red moon, where did you come from?
Red moon, what do you want?
I offered my children
I ignored your taunts
What more could you ask for?
Must you always flaunt
and remind me I’m an earth-bound servant
in the killing fields
my servitude is permanent
my fate is sealedContinue reading
It was a full moon that night, a bright and powerful moon that beamed blinding light onto the blankets of snow that covered the hills.Continue reading
I’ve always loved photos of the moon hanging over the sea at night, so I decided to draw my own depiction last year. Like I mentioned in a previous post about drawing, the process has been very soothing for me.Continue reading