Today I start prompts plucked from randomly generated word clouds based on my books. The first prompt is Blood Night and I wrote a short free verse poem. Enjoy.
Blood Night
Crimson moon swirling shadows,
shall we dance upon your tune?
In the mist, ‘til the morn,
among the forest dark and deep
Shall we whisper all our secrets
to our sanguine mother moon?
© A. F. Stewart 2023
Be Afraid of the Dark 
This is beautiful and a bit eerie!
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