Animals know the sanguine moon
The prey remain burrowed
Under thick brush, a heavy toll
Thickets, filled with skittish deer
Big brown eyes scan, fear filled holes

Predators, ending the circle of life
But not tonight; tonight they'll wait
They glance, repeatedly to the sky
Not directly, but nervous for dawn
Tomorrow's quite a better day to dine

None of that loudness
No insect noise, or chirping birds
Almost a eerie silence like
When the forest forgets
An invader expects fight

Hanging loom, red cast rays
Piercing through thick clouds
Bringing dark shadows to life
Twisting trees to creatures
Forming creaks to growls

Nothing but imagination to frown
Distractions, bridging minds, all
This deep red moon, really calls
Something from the corner of the mind
A creature of thoughts, manifested

It reaches out with lightest touch
Mind to mind, fostering fears
Linking nightmares, making light of sin
Turning brother against brother
Friend to fight best friend

Even the forest creature's fears
Manifest in to human minds
From the nervous predator
To the skittish, cowering prey
People propelled, a loss of mind

It hangs high, that red demon
Strong for feeding time
But the moon wanes
Red brings to fade
All have their time