The Bloody Adversaries

The moon delivered her last beam
To the darkness-conquered dome
Upbraiding the bloody adversaries
In the thickest forests for anxieties
Peace processing wary weariness
Posted peaceful pallets on the sea
Like butterflies blinking on the ires
Blazing in the thunderstorm's bills
The seas are open inconsistencies
Woe-nursing the sorrowing sailors
Transfering aggressiveness on toe
Cut out as a peace-resisting storm