“Like Fire” by S. A. Gerber


The moon

in half shadow,

crimson, like

fire.

Demons in my

head sing low and

dance with

desire.

What can such

a sign portend.

Harvest or smooth

sailing, or a harbinger

of the end.

The same moon,

over time,

has been glimpsed

by many.

Speculated and

worshiped,

not understood

by any.

This appearance

causes disquiet,

as the unenlightened

have a glance.

It only fills my head

with the music,

to which my demons

love to dance.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

S. A. Gerber is a native and resident of Los Angeles, CA. His work has appeared in such diverse publications as The Blue Collar Review, Desert Voices Magazine, Subtopian Magazine, Talking Sidewalks, Sediments Literary and Arts Journal, Black Heart Magazine,Mad Swirl, Poetica Magazine, The Los Angeles Review of Los Angeles, and The Linden Avenue Literary Journal. His two volumes of poetry, Under the Radar and Inventory, are available from Barnes & Noble and Amazon as well as Amber Unicorn Books in Las Vegas, Nevada.