Moon Personification Poems

The Now Continuum

In the quiet pulse of the present's breath,
Lies the secret, the power that outlasts death.
Not in the past, where shadows cling tight,
Nor in...

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The mulberry trees are,
awaking with new life.
I am feeling my new green leaves,
coming from my many branches.
Spring is here,
showing off her beauty.
What do I see,
a...

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If hope is all the shadows you see, let it surrounds me
If fear is the mountain that lies beyond the sea, let it departs from...

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I recline with my cherry tree musings…

a fountain of blossoms 
cherub cheek complected 
rise and curve from the ground 
up into a heaven and cloud...

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• Up goes the Sun
• Down goes the Moon 
• Their relationship is one of longing
• But they'll see each other soon...

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Moon
was there
(slender girl,
backlit by stars?)

when Sun, languishing
atop the sea,

seduced the 
zaftig
Earth...

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'Whatcha say we spin a jig?' she said from
       'neath my tongue
her almond bittersweet the queried tang ...
so naught...

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In the chilly hours of the graying gloaming,
silent shivers rise from the estuary.
Just before the waves churn in frothy foaming,
Goddess Moon approaches Her adversary.
Sun slinks...

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I am persecuted 
with no compassion,
here, there and everywhere,
I have no home anymore.
Wherever I go I'm a nuisance,
I just try to find my way
here, where...

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Strewn on a beach
Threads exposed
Elastic challenged by extremes
But vibrant and undefeated
For it was only Spring 
So far it had only ever known being wanted
From the...

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Sunflower

I am a sunflower, tall and proud, standing tall in your garden,
My petals are bright yellow, like the sun shining above,
My stem is strong and...

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All the hot summer days I am found, sleeping late in my bed,
Dreaming of dusk and getting beauty rest, before sunset red;
For I'm an opal...

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Relaxed and warm I'm feeling
under this warm blanket,
I can sleep out from the cold.

Sometimes I wonder
if others are so lucky, 
I guess many don't,
then I...

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When all is but 
dark and dreary,
and coldness wraps the 
silhouette of 
my wooden surface,
I listen to the 
wafer thin whispers
echoing in whimsy tones-
when the...

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