Moth Poems - Poems about Moth

...Under the heavy aegis of passing time, Centuries have become a burden weighing upon the moment, We are more severed from purity than all the ages, Corpses of empires, our own decay surrounds us. ......Read the rest...

...Under leaden skies where shadows gather, We look back at the great tragedy of the ages, Since the Enlightenment, we admire the shattered dreams, Where optimists, as architects of false hopes, Hav......Read the rest...

...---relentless sweep of time--- sparks in the expanse our lives, brief segments, rocket sections discarded: a single cell in the grand coil a cog within the wheel a fleeting breath bo......Read the rest...

...The Room of the Unrequited By Roger White That evening, stillness permeated the lavender-scented room. Dusk crept through the windows smudged by oily fingers, The day’s twilight left a dull u......Read the rest...

...Zenith swirls of black rose petals, burst into a flock of circling crows, descending ash and rain on my frozen form. Viscera and scarlet pools flash, feet running of a child, car screeching ti......Read the rest...

...Beneath the pall of an eldritch moon, the library, a mausoleum of forgotten epochs, loomed ominously. Its silhouette, birth......Read the rest...

... The sun, resplendent in its blazing might, Burns fiercely o'er a barren, lifeless waste, A desert dry and vast where earth is scorched By searing radiation, deathly bright. No sign of life bu......Read the rest...

...When I am up, every sky is a boundless, cloudless expanse of brilliantly blinding blue. When I am up, I am William the Conqueror and William Shakespeare and William Jennings Bryan all in one. W......Read the rest...

...Joy of pleasure, a child of poor parents, Bliss alone founts from a perpetual spring, Joy fancies scores of fond uncles and aunts, Never lasts long the song they choose to sing. Being a moth mad......Read the rest...

...luna moth followed his favorite butterfly to Paris She said it was the only place to be in the spring they fit in well turquoise and green colors of France......Read the rest...

.... Sophia Fallen and broken Once a kite of luminous splendour Guided by the motherly wind of......Read the rest...

...Rare grandness and extravagant appeal, Chrysiridia Rhipheus ideal, classified initially as a moth, butterfly reborn as man of the cloth, females, too, together metamorphized Papilionidae catergo......Read the rest...

... I melt into the plural sky its rippling tableaus of tomorrow underneath open light waves see-saws the labyrinth like Delphi tendrils crossing channels all the changing faces played automati......Read the rest...

...Heavy and eerie silence reigned therein, The dark rooms looking as sullen as mean, As if they had taken serious offence Against me who had failed in their esteem, My heart feeling contrite wa......Read the rest...

... In the blinding light, or the blinding dark, a moth navigates an alien world by its own shadow.......Read the rest...