Moons Poems - Poems about Moons

Echo of distant cries, quadruped steps deepening into dusk— wind folding the earth’s breath. Craftsman of the spider web, seas of lightning possessing the sky. Guardian of the other side, conceiver of comings and goings, I will meet you soon— after the waning of many moons, God-willing—I will meet you soon! Til then you will wait— til the fateful rain washes the earth, til the sky...

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There once was a girl from the south Who had a hard time with her mouth Boy with same issue said, (S)"poon!" She said, "Not poon! We say, "poon!" Correcting his speech without doubt. To thin girl we constantly had to say, "Pull up your pants, the moon shines not in day!" She noticed my shirt, cut...

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Inner Tides and Outer Moons Just like Earth and her moon Our own body-mind fluxes With and within the cycle of tides. Up-down, strong-weak, high-low We swell and contract in a rhythm That effects if not controls us all. Maybe it’s even what makes us care About others and what others think of us Since without the flux We’d be more consistent And so...

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I've been to the well Too often to tell The sky from a spell Of ice salted dunes Of threadbare cocoons If there's a contrast From future to past The light sees it last I breathe the allure Of spaces obscure Of nights darkly pure Who else can I be If I am not me To straddle the sea And follow the moon's Melancholy tunes ...

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BiteSize no99 Poetry Contest Line Gauthier We tripped to the moon On our honeymoon Up up and away in a balloon With each passing star, we swoon As twinkling faces croon On top of the world forever attune...

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Moon spills over like expresso coffee, withheld in a pitch pitcherlike corset — Where long her skin's lantern once mothered me, over tonight are but marble shadows, Craters' paled apparition in my sky — those cold breasts now an invisible blur; This adrenaline dark when light's in wane, virgin drinks in her cup's phase finally; Still through a kohl tongue she kisses...

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‘Most of the dandelions had changed from suns into moons.’ – Vladimir Nabokov The humble dandelion Earth bequeaths. Oh, golden bloom which ancient lore bequeaths that fortune ‘s woven into bridal wreaths. The dandelion turns from sun to moon. A dandelion morphs from sun to moon for wishes cast so young and old may swoon. The Shepherd’s Clocks are pacing march...

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snow's mirror image moons glow reflects off white snow picture perfect scene...

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"essence of moons" moons brilliantly glow we dance within her arms love grows evermore together as one such is our silhouette rising to powers illumination a lasing merry go round passions design as moons shift and hide under bright warm suns such essence still remains SkyWatcher 10-13-23...

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How much do I love you? Is there a limit to my loving you or to loving at all? My love for you does not need an invitation It is spontaneous like glamorous laughter It is not seduction or addiction It is not out of sympathy or empathy It is my heart yearning to become one with yours— One that cannot cease...

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It’s the curse of the bent over plumber Those who look say “Oh what a bummer” It’s so silky and white It must glow in the night Hope it tans by the end of summer ©5/5/2023...

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Blistering and scorching sands Land of the hushed and crushed hands Up the creepy furs clasping 'round Ebbing scraped sand of ants' mound Mortars of the deep and steamy skies O'er peals and dreamy flies Off the reef passerine of stormy glides entreat New leaf flit, strength above my feet... Sunsets tweak, marvels at its...

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“The moon’s vision of humanity Was something that it once desired Tinkle, swoouf, it pondered As it’s luminescence gazed at its prodigious oceans The defunct dissection of the body fell into silence as it glanced back Clish, clash, it wavered It’s fluorescence gestured odiously Enraging it’s radiance with envy Woosh, clasps, oceans...

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I believe I shall tweak the moon’s nose, she said to us all. We thought it was hilarious. A toddler, she was a doll. I will do it in my dreams tonight, she said. I hope I don’t fall. We laughed at her tale, it was whimsical and tall....

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Moon had a huge crush on Dee, a beautiful girl She was his idea of the perfect cosmo bride He visited her nightly, his gases all a’twirl When she opened her eyes, he would quickly hide The girl felt an enormous kinship with the moon Into her dream’s moon’s appreciation would glide His respect turned into a gorgeous melodic croon In moonlight,...

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