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Exaltation!

They fell upon my head last night,
Those once in a blue moon All Saint beams,
And gave an extra hour of light
To illuminate my better dreams.
I dreamt as blue moon saints might do
Of mirth and merriment ahead
And hoped the evil in a witch's brew
Might prove epiphanic instead...
Should it twist that rarest hour,
Of rarest azure satellite,
Into a laudatory power
Promoting a saintlier delight...
Like honest Elizabethan cheers
From the merriest of sonneteers!
MidnightSonneteer
Written by MidnightSonneteer
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Author's Note
From November 1st, 2020...

And the wee hours after a blue moon.
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