moon
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Like a drop of milk
on a black cats whisker
The moon is lost
in the endless night
She follows paths
invisible
and longs
to see the light
But the moon is a lady
Blood moon is rising
Violence fills the air
The metal scent of lightning
The thrum of creatures fear
Even the wolf is hiding
Even the fox lies low
The shadows mass
aand follow me
I asked for the moons blessing
when she waxed bright full
I asked her for her silver
For her cool rays and peace
I asked her for her gold
at the harvest feast
I asked her for her blood
The gypsy gave me a precious gift
A stone of azure blue
The colour matched your lovely eyes
it made me think of you
I asked for the moons blessing
as she rose so bright and full
The icy stars
stare coldly down
The waning moon
removed
from all I am
Pale deceiver
Barren rock
in endless sky
While down below
we live
we love,then die
Glancing at stillness
I notice you raise
Lurking in low
transfixed by your gaze
looking towards lunar I imagined something
in consequence I closed my eyes
felt my existence escaping from the world
It is the blurred image of someone
to unclose my eyes, it isn't allowing me,
The month of May
Exists so we can love
The beautiful flowers of nature
PSALM TWENTY SEVENTH OF CLOUDNINE. TO THE GLORIFICATION OF THE FATHER IN HEAVEN.
Meu país é o belo sol
Meu país não é o inverno rigoroso
Meu país é um Éden muitas vezes verde
Sempre lânguido e tropical ao amanhecer.
Mon pays, c’est le beau soleil
Mon pays n’est pas le dur hiver
Mon pays est un Éden souvent vert
Mi patria es el hermoso sol
Mi país no es el invierno duro
Mi país es un edén a menudo verde
Siempre lánguido y tropical al amanecer.
My country is the beautiful sun
My country is not the hard winter
My country is an often green Eden
Mi amor cuando te vas
Cuando se vaya
Es mi luna que se va
Es mi sol que se va
Yo no como
Mon amour quand tu pars
Quand tu t’en vas
C’est ma lune qui part
C’est mon soleil qui s’en va
Je ne mange pas
Mon amour quand tu pars
Quand tu t’en vas
C’est ma lune qui part
C’est mon soleil qui s’en va
Je ne mange pas
Meu amor quando você sai
Quando você vai embora
É minha lua indo embora
É meu sol desaparecendo
Eu não como
My love when you leave
When you walk away
It's my moon vanishing
It's my sun disappearing
I do not eat
I keep it sublimely real not living in a rush. Cos future belongs to me. I live to make better thangs and make thangs better. Reality the only place I go. Nothang had my prudent pen, but to poured out some naked truth. I live 4 all I am.
There're days when the sun is upWhen the solar rays hit youYou feel been dropped from the topAnd you end up right on the screw.
It is Good Friday
Remember, remember
When, for Jesus, everything was nasty and sour
I cried in darkness
The moon whispered to my heart
The sun will soon rise again
You will learn the lessons life has taught
Drawn to the edge of the waterin concert with the moontides ebbing, flowing,tasting, smelling,feeling, hearing,waves of the seacrashing, salty, wet,transporting me—Inner peace.
Night is speckled by the full of the moonwater descends to glistening croonspink and violet ballerinas, pirouette on floating padsto the rhythm of blue ripples lapping the sand
The moon resembles a fat, golden doveperched on the dark horizon—wings stick out of the clouds.
Where are you, oh twinkles?
You are nowhere to be seen.
On whom will I sing jingles,
If I can't see where you had before been?
The Moon was shining like a charm
Not like I had ever seen
Before it was very calm
So its brightness was unforeseen
Stay up all night
Can’t handle tomorrow
Rather dance in the dark until my legs are weak and my head is spinning
I’ll say I put up a fight
i awoke and pondered how the day would unfold
then i paced and wondered what each minute would hold
'til the seconds unfurled and the clock hands whirled
and the smirking moon curled, the night sighed, stars twirled
the stars of heaven begin to tear,
there is no heart left to keep.
its hard to wish away the nightmare,
when youre not asleep.
The Jewel of the night sky,
the pearl, the moon,
the teardrop in my eye,
the pearl, the moon,
one look just makes me cry,
the pearl, the moon,
to live and then to die,
A previously untitled poem from a junior-year
DP Language project on Langston Hughes. Loosely inspired by "I, Too, Sing America".
I slowly opened my tired eyes
I couldn't feel anything
Numbness consumed my body
I look around at my surroundings
I realize I'm under a willow
And all of a sudden,
Driven by the moon
Though I'm sustained by the sun
I find some refuge in believing
God will hold me when I'm done
[ ] The waves of love
The sound of the sea waves baffling me
Sitting at the seashore,
Holding hands
Is still like my dream.
I was never a selenophile before
Till the time I met the one
The vividness of the moon illuminates
As the night ages
The stars, they too shine oh so greatly
A dance of twinkling they’ll engage in
F a r a w a y m o o nas a young childI could see your smiletaste your cheesesee your old mantouch you with my finger.
All the expectations and love for you
Shattered and annihilated in a moment or two
Building the castles in air, I was
Pursuing you, was my biggest loss
Deep in your self, I have lost mine
Truth be told it's the stars that remind me of you.
How they sit up there shimmering and shining, completely outnumbering and surrounding the moon.
Yet each one falls so short of her brilliance, her magnitude.
La luna llena cae del cielo
Con una luz intensa de relampago
Pero sin sonido alguno
Libre de las cadenas de la gravedad
Cae
Y desaparece en la oscuridad
La osuridad completa
I dream of climbing out my window in the dead of night
Perching myself on the rooftop and gazing up at the stars
The worlds different when it's dark out
It's still
You were my sunshine and i used to be your moon,
My revolution was around earth yet glowed only for you.
An elliptical love circle, that never meant to end soon,
As I have belief in our love's photon stew.
She shines bright
Like the moon
Stars twinkling
In her eyes
And yet no one sees
That those stars
Are starting to
he looked at her
like she was the sun. that is,
he squinted and cowered in the face of her
absolute radiance.
Years later, someone else looked at her
like she was the moon. that is,
The MoonA light to the lostA hope to the brokenA lover to the romanticsA muse for the artists
Epitome of Altruism
“Live and breathe kindness
Selflessness is a guidance
It is a lifestyle
Helping you fight through every trial”
you have a million suitors
anyone who meets you
becomes entranced by your beauty
the better men try to look a little deeper
High In the sky sat the moon. Perched on his throne of night.
In a sea of stars he lay, shining ever so bright.
The Sun asked him how he did it.
How could he stay awake for so long?
The moon keeps no secrets,
No qualms,
No grudges.
It’s filled with only blues
And calms
And oil pastel smudges.
truthfully, vulnerability is like an open flamebut you take the leaplike an astronaut
There's nothing more depressing than pigeons in the park.
Did you know that stars are most likely burnt out by the time we see their light?
Your soft lips in the light of the exit sign,
You better howl if you wanna be heard, wolf,
Sing it even if it sounds absurd, wolf,
Change is everything—now watch her turn, wolf,
Imagine us
Under the moon
We ignore its beauty
Artemis gives light
In our days of old
Respect was common
The moon is our companion
Not just a figure, but a friend
Her face is like the midnight sky.
The whites of her eyes are half moons,
and the stars escape when she cries.
I hope she doesn''t anytime soon,
but I've tagged her with graffiti constellations,
He stared at the eye of the caliginous sky,
accepting its shining, warm embrace.
An eye white as jasmine, a healer of aches;
His grin extended to the dimples on his face,
Dull stardust dims the light that no longer reflects the Sun.Night reigns eternal, silent and dark,Echoes sounding off to make sure they aren’t alone.This was the Queen of the Day’s before she vanished,
Dull stardust dims the light that no longer reflects the Sun.Night reigns eternal, silent and dark,Echoes sounding off to make sure they aren’t alone.This was the Queen of the Day’s before she vanished,
The darkness is all aroundI can not seeI walk aroundBut can not find my way outThen the moon comes outShining bright like the sunI can see everythingFinally seeing the pathI see monsters lurking I am terrified and anxiousI run trying to make it ou
I never understood the word moonbeam until I saw one. A stream of milky white on a canvas of dark and unforgiving ocean. The moon seemed to paint a streak down the middle as if someone had dropped the paint brush.
Selene
goddess of the moon
if she were here in present day
would be known to travel the world
admiring the beauty
of nature in all its glory
I have a feeling
Sophia full of wisdom and grace. The sun radiates from her face. Beneath her feet the moon does lay. A crown of seven stars upon her head, resting, do they stay. In the beginning, you hovered over the face of the earth.
The moon rises to take her place in the night sky. She is surrounded by her children, before their light begins to die. The sun sets and descends to the underworld, leaving the world dark and cold. But yet, there is a light so bold.
Always staring
Never speaking.
Always shining
Never meeting.
Always endeavor
Never go.
Always together
Never close.
By my bed, at night, there are three windows
Sometimes the moon travels from the first to the third
Sometimes the moon stays on the second
I wanted so badly to be the sun,
to bring warmth and light
to be the life.
But after so many battles
of fighting the night,
Through the rain drenchedburden of heavy branches,you rise—a mist halo of hazesoftly framing your face,
The sun comes down through the dark clouds
The lights go out on a melancoly hill
The dark comes when the light is out of bounds
The light decays in my hands like a disolving pill
Light doesn't last a day or two
In the psychic quietof a pale-plum night,the semi-staccato of ourclumsy handshakesare alchemized—
he lays in her lap as her petal-soft fingers run through his star-ridden curls
he tells her that her freckles could make an entire galaxy
The soft touch of the yellow light
Folds my hair gently behind my ear
And I look up at the lovely moon
It’s freckled face always smiling back at me
I can not live without the moon.
I can survive, yes, but am unable live.
When the moonlight is gone, the night skies turn bleak.
The forces that banish it I will never forgive.
From the narrowest sliver of space
Caught between roof and tree
The moon is shining brightly
Through my window to me,
So bright, so fair, so proud it shines
For the briefest glimpse of time
The moon has phases, but my sexuality does not.
However, I will not take your ignorance as an insult.
Your ignorance is a compliment. Every time you say that it is "just a phase" you are asking what stage of life I am in.
The daytime dreamer is always so beautifully alive
in her mind.
But, she looks so cold -
on the outside; like an aged book
with a cracked spine.
Doll House
September 6, 2018 ~ Thursday
Winter in the heart
Blue as the sea
Off the windy coast of Maine
A little mermaid in waiting
Everyone you have ever met,
has left an impact on your life.
Whether you’ll remember it or not.
Sometimes the ones who leave
the biggest imprint on your life
are the ones you’ll never meet.
Why does the moon absent? She must be tired of faces She decided to be absent To get what she is worth To know how she evaluates As she tired of looking down She tired of seeing the earth She tired of looking to the face Who hate himself and his
Your hands
draw music from
the mute.
Whimpers and near
silent prayers,
murmurs from
below bubble and spill.
Waves crash
and the melody
swells from a
once silent body.
The stars,
Like headlights,
On the New Jersey Turnpike,
Stuck in constellation traffic.
The moon whispered my name
I am the moon.
Cowering behind the sunlight, so bright it’s blinding.
Ready for my time to shine but only ever mirroring those who shine brighter than me.
I am the moon.
I look into your eyes and cannot begin to explain the deep passion
that burns in my heart for you.
I devote my every waking moment to you, for I live to
As I gaze up into the moonlight
I can finally wonder if you’re alright...
If you were wishing you could hold me just as tight...
See my heart was in recovery
From a fraudulent lovers discovery
what is a beat
dusk to dawn
settled down influenced by the near uprising
peaceful. safe.
chained within
when they say to the moon and back
i've always thought of it as a straight line
but do you remember that when Apollo 8 did go to the moon and back
In the 60's you were magical, in my young mind I knew that you could grant wishes.
So I watched you I even claimed a star and named it Michael because I loved him so.
Thankful, I AM thankful for my life and the people that made it so.
who I now know as the first God I ever met, I AM bone of her bone flesh of her flesh.
Doña Rivera, the one everybody comes to when
They run into unresolved situations
Was sold the Moon yesterday
She was very happy cause the
Salesman gave her a break
i am the stars.
i am not the moon.
i am not the sun.
i am not the brightest thing in the sky
You are my moon,
Full of song and sound.
You whisper sweet and soft,
When I'm crumbled on the ground.
You are my moon,
You light the way for me.
With your bright face,
Blue sky paradise.
It's 2 in the morning.
The sun is gone,
but not for long.
I had to say it twice -
that I didn't know
how it had been going
since you'd been gone.
Come away with me
let's run into the night.
Chase the moon
tell her our wildest dreams
N' bask in the moonlight.
Watch the stars twinkle
and shine so bright.
Sturdy over water
Flowing fast and free
Moonlight shines below
You let me stand above
A spectacular view
Peaceful
Beauty
Free
The water rushes
The lights shine
Dear Moon,
You are broken,
from the sapphire that hit you long ago.
I see you,
lightening up the darkened sky, befriending stars.
We’re alike, you and I.
People decide to walk all over us,
Dear Sky,
I’m so sorry little star,
You’ll be next to go
Light keeps disappearing behind the char
We must reap what we sow
Everything looks brown
But the moon is gold
I wonder if she can hear the Earth sobbing
The harvest gains less several single year
Farmers blame the city
I blame the city too
I also blame the farmers
If people were a solar system
I would be the sun shining front and center in its glory
My friends would be the stars cheering me on
A picture is worth a thousand words
But what’s worth even more
Is what a camera can’t capture
A sky abound with Sun untoldClouds and tears of ages old,A curl of childs hand upraisedTo skies unbound, the Moon unfold.
Cat's Claw
Rose Petals
double Yarrow
Marigold
Dancing under the Moon's luminescence
that seeps into my kitchen
I shall chase the sunand catch the starsride the moon however farclimb the peaksand swim the oceansnorth to southmy heart opensThe stars your necklacethe planets your rings
Dear Papa, at night i would open my window to touch the warm breeze that sang me to sleep every night the moon the last image to grace my eyes before slumber i grew up with mama telling me to be wary of the moon to never look through the glass at
I've dreamt of becoming the moon,Just for once to have the role of the,Introvert.Listening to the organisms,Of Earth.Observing.Without words to be spoken.
Stars speak of what they see
Countless nights I spend surmising you and me
The moon shines bright above the horizon
Exaggerating the intense feeling, never to be gone
Even in the darkest nights
I’ve been staring up at the moon
wondering why it has gone so soon.
Yet to know, that life is moving on
even though it is long and gone.
moonlight is so bright
but what does it sound like?
it sounds like the nights
where you muffled cries
it sounds like the nights
where there was nothing to do but sigh
but sometimes
People say when you miss someone
To go look outside at the stars and moon
To then take comfort in knowing that even in the distance between you
They could be looking up too
The view is shared with others
Who could love the moon?
Oh, the inconstant moon-
Forever hiding away
Only in the night, she stays
Who could love the moon?
With her scars and craters-
Trenches hewn onto her face
You are the Moon
I am the Northern Star
They need you close
to pull their tides
to change their course
and light their nights.
They need me far
not to light their way
i. sun:
the light of all life.
Ive had many suns in my life,
people I thought would be the center
of my universe forever.
After the last person, I swore to myself
I’d never put anyone there again.
confession:
i fell asleep with the moon last night,
but she didn't mind.
she welcomed me with open arms
as we at midnight in the treetops.
there she began to explain why she loves
is love...
The sun's hot rays,
as he shines upon the land,
the understanding,
of when his light reaches into every piece of the world,
You
Saw her singing her song
Up in the balcony
Where the moonlight hit her profile.
She sang about wishing she
Were
A princess
Who could escape her tower...
the far moon slightly chipped,
whispers so softly
bring me home, i plead
to sleep with me in
solitude
how can i reach the place i long for?
save me from loneliness
Today you listened to that song
that I showed you 2 years ago on the couch as you fell asleep
in my arms slowly breathing as still as night
Goodnight Moon
you were the moon forever after that
Is it a dream, or could he be real
Can I touch him, can I hold him
All I need is to know and feel
For I once visualized this day with this man
Am I blind, is it true, is it him that I see stand
I was sitting in the middle of the nightExactly at the roof of our houseTrying to find stars That can serve as the lightThe light in the middle of the darknessIn the middle of the night without any light
There are bulldozers on the moon
run by burly men.
They dig through the translucent flesh
pulling up marshmallows
and leaving pools of caked blood.
From down here they form a rabbit
As the sun sets
and the light of day is consumed by the darkness of night
the moon rises a sets it's blue spell across the dead sky
with a the blue moon and the stars fill the night
i begin to feel alright
As I dive back into the night
I realize the ring worn
is for another.
This sonnet is unbroken
Due to the lies told for you and I
Just as the ring implicates.
These hugs go farther than a kiss
Minnisota
and Milwaulkee
Explain soda
Water just pops in your mouth.
Bestfriends turn to enimies.
Without doubt.
You can predict my future
You can reign on sight
By Joseph Abelardo Conaty
The celestial light has come upon us
And shining brightly just as thus
The dark night has a glowing shimmer
By hour and hour the light gets dimmer
He was like the moon, half always hidden
What was it that split him- half darkness, half light?
Crystal blue eyes held dark hidden secrets
I like sitting with the clear, little moon.We understand each other, and don't askAbout pasts, which for us both is a boon.I don't question her craters, or what
I want to live on the moon with you.
I want to watch the slumbering earth
the amazing clear vastness of the universe,
I want to watch the stars and the shimmer in your eyes
as you stare in awe and wonder...
This silver light does shine tonight.
Your celestial body illuminates so bright
And brings this will of mine to fight.
As the moon doth draw a curtain upon the Earth,
So does my heart for your gentle mirth.
the Burning Trail
In the burning valley, under burning skies,
There lay a burning trail, burning old and frail.
The whistling wind, humid and hot,
Makes the twisting path even harder to climb.
Early morning
The sun is still rising
The fields are still blanketed
With spider's webs
That the morning sunlight
Shine directly through
Glistening like diamonds
Heavy with kisses of dew
I'm with her and feel at ease
No
That's a lie
I want to write something to convince myself
That her is you
But it's not
If I kiss her I miss you
If ever under an old gray treeWhen hesitation and anger scold free Remember the soft glow of the old jagged moon
She captured me in her sexiness with her gravitational pull
Her gravitational pull tugs at my essences
The heat she emit would make Satan sweat
Her earth tone skin have men erupting like volcanoes
I flew,
past the skyscrapers tracing in the sky,
up an alleyway, dark and dangerous,
through the moon as it smiled at me.
With shining yellow eyes, she called me her daughter,
and I just nodded and agreed.
There was a sempiternal supply of energy that night,
The flireflies danced their ballad and the countless gathered to observe the spectacle.
The sun and moon, two mystic lovers, would meet again tonight.
like bird afraid of heights
Or night losing moon
and
stars
In her eyes
Your heart was always
mine ..
-Jordan Jessie
once i reached for the Moon,
fishing pole in hand,
i grabbed for it
and grasped-
DESPERATE
Glowing luminescent in the
Soft dark sky,
A golden claw hangs.
A perfect, untouched rose
In a garden of withered grasses.
A shining crescent, ever alluring,
The night is growing old.
Young, dewy eyes watch as the rays of morning sway.
The warmth of dawn meeting with her dark lover,
If only for an hour.
Soon the sky will be filled with morning gold.
You will never know the feeling of freedom that surges down my spine,
The shiver that cascades through my veins,
As we race against time to make memories.
What inspires the moon
to shine so bright every night?
Oh, my tiresome eyes
cannot watch him shine all night.
But shine you must, shine you will.
NOTE: The original looks like the image
Peach
Yawning, the light of a passing day dips the horizon in an apricot die
For Cindy
She is the mysterious mesmerizing moon
Sitting silently in sorrowful solitude
She is encased in darkness
She was my friend.
Blonde, green-eyed,
Fair skinned and delicate.
She was perfect in more ways then one.
And I fell for her.
She was a flower,
Beautiful and dainty.
When your dazzling rays draw up my gaze
To your alabaster light,
I often wonder what in you,
That transcendental being,
Desires to perch on your twilight throne
And drift cross land and sea to watch over me,
At night
I'm the darkest sky
The stars are my path
The moon is my guide
My mind travels
To far away places
Where my grass Is greener
From the other side
Under the moonlight, I understoodwhy darkness asked for my companyor why the stars were winking at meeach dreamless night.I knew of my existence not as a human
Shivers on skin-I walked among stars,held them in my armsand embraced them tight,as I felt how my veins filled up with light.I, too, wanted to be a fallen one,to look for a placewhere I could hope
To my nightly lover:
You are just a phase I grow out of in the morning
and the excuse i come crawling back to at night
I never needed a reason to dream
You rant to the sky and lay blame to the earth, for it's gravity is keeping you from flying.
As passionate as you are, your fire starts to die as the sunlight begins to fade.
He whispers to the moon,
Have you really seen it all?
The wars and the terror and the art
Seen the righteous killed and the sadists born
i dragged my tongue over the moon,
bit down on craters, binged on dust.
i ate the moon dry because
i needed something to fill me up.
I stand there by the light,
And howl under the moon,
The pale face removed of blood,
I feel with my icy fingers,
And allow sad wisps of breath
Seep along the rolling hills
Where I feel at ease,
passing earth’s shadow
opposite side from the sun
lunar eclipses
a full moon’s shadow
as beautiful as can be
within earth’s umbra
Last night I thought that the Moon had disappeared.
A clear sky with no Moon
When I knew it should be a quarter full
I'm still not sure where it went
The Sun
and the Moon
together
raise the Earth.
The Sun, with her warm touch
keeps the Earth in place.
The Moon, with his strong pull
creates the tides to calm the Earth.
2 opposites
I could live without a phone.
I don’t need an Instagram,
I don’t rely on siri.
I could live without electricity.
The sun and moon shall light my way,
You are the sun
And I am the moon
And I think it is beautiful
That you set each and everyday
To watch me dance among the stars
And glimmer in the night sky
Using your light
by A. Gagliardi
I wanted the moon to fill up the night
like a presence we couldn’t ignore,
to shine bright as day in the dark quiet air
like’s been told in stories of yore.
Life without love is like the sun without the moon,
life without love is like a flower that'll never bloom.
Life without love is like a star that won't shine,
life without love is like a poem with no rhyme.
the poem series I wrote but never published - accumulated over about a year and a half.
Perhaps she was too good to be real
Left to tempt
But never to materialize.
All good things are temporary,
All but the stars.
Even when the moon disappears
Those twinkling orbs glow on,
It is not the ocean I see in her eyes,
But the radiant Moon,
The contellations that define our galaxy,
And the Sun we endlessly revolve around.
She is infinite,
Lost in herself as I long to be.
Out of a trance.
Transported,
into another time frame,
another second of grace
beyond our space
of a lifetime.
Rebuked and
without a trace,
vanished,
into an unknown
place.
I’m the moon and you’re the earth.
I can always see you and be with you,
We can get nearer and nearer yet we can’t be together.
You are my world yet I am not your world.
I am yours and yet you are not mine.
You ate the moon,
Stealing the light out of my sky
It's dark inside and outside,
And I'm stumbling across the ground
The wind shakes the drees
And the branches reached for me,
I know I said I thought you were the moon
but right now you are shining
as the sun
I cannot sleep because you are there
My eyes closed you still burn through
The lids and layers of my skin crawling fears
"When the darkness rules
And the moon falls apart
The world is made of fools
And it's tearing at my heart
What I've learned is not from school
And I no longer care to start
The ocean expanse is full
You are the sun and I the moon. I am only a reflection of what you are. Constantly on a chase for even just a glimpse of you. I never see you but I know you're breathtaking. Not one person doubts your beauty, everyone in awe after seeing you.
You are the sun and I the moon. I am only a reflection of what you are. Constantly on a chase for even just a glimpse of you. I never see you but I know you're breathtaking. Not one person doubts your beauty, everyone in awe after seeing you.
Her, the person my heart longs for, day and night as the stars swing by.
Why? Because I love how her skin shines under the sun the same exact way it shines in a dark room,
Shrinking wrists grow back
Like dread of death after a long remission.
Like moons they wax and wane.
Full figure dwindlling into nothing
into a crescent eerie smile,
and I, silent observer,
The voice within me is old.
And I know her now.
I've always known her,
because she is me,
as much as I am her.
I remember,
a time in September,
under a tree
You run with the moon to escape from the sun
But where are you going, what are you running from?
Is it truly the sun or the promises it holds?
The illuminating rays, the gleaming gold
He called me a hopeless romantic.
He said that I was naïve for wanting someone to love me like the sun loves the moon,
And he turned up his nose when I said that I wanted kisses like the stars because they are
Beyond the deep seas and endless skies
large mountains and countless stars
The moon rises among the crowded cloudsShows up for moments and with mist it shrouds
Afraid of the light
Shy away from the sun
The moon is your sister
The raindrops are your tears
we talk about the moon
and we talk about forever
how we couldn't live
without each other
but im afaid
Can You See?
Have you
ever wondered
how a cave
would react
if light
would stream in
unashamed?
Could you imagine
the things
you could see
I've aligned my mind, body and soul in perfect syzygy:
The Moon is my mind, projecting a faint glow in the darkest of places,
which still remains a mystery to even myself
Look
Look at everything around you
Do you see it?
See it all
From the way the ocean kisses the sand,
To the way the moon follows the sun
Isn't it awesome?
Look
My Cousin scared the hell out of me when he bought a space shuttle.When he blasted off, I wet my pants and was standing in my pee puddle.A con man sold him some property on the Moon.
In a careless place
And you are a nameless face
Dont forget what's true
Protection is near
Hanging high above your head
Looking over you
Look up my darling
I am the moon.
You will always
be able to
look up to me
Though I only
shine bright
in your eyes
in absence of the sun
I am. Constant love
lighting your path
What a mysterious lady is she
Who comes to us only at dark
Surrounded by her thousand companions
She sets out with her horses three
Upon the land she leaves no mark
The galaxies are her deep canyons
the moon's like God's flashlight for the lost in the night sky;
like God's spotlight to let you know he sees you and that you're a super star in your own right with your own light;
like Heaven's porch light to let you know
Suprise,
The stars are bright,
Only,
Only this sky belongs to,
Night.
Power to the moon.
Sun,
It sets in the West,
It,
It to me is the,
Best.
Dear Love
I hope this note reaches you well.
Maybe sometime after noon?
So you will remember
To look for me
Silver slippers danglingPale stringed harp balanced on her kneesSilver notes become silver beamsOf a golden grinned grace.The glowing skirt as she sways in place
Cold concrete brings ache to his body—unforgiving
Drops pour through a window onto his tired back
Yearning for freedom, he begs for the light of the moon,
Trapped in this nightmare, the pain will not fade.
He is famous:
He is loud and bright.
People are forced to acknowledge the sight of his existence.
Without him, nothing would get done.
Everyone loves the beauty of his entrance and even his exit.
Peaceful rosary,
The moon and the sky.
A tree line’s lazy lush
Screaming inside me
A microscopic colony
Quiet vitality
I don’t know how
The world got so beautiful
From our view the moon goes into secrecy almost every month;
it simply makes itself invisible to or eyes,
but it always comes back;
the moon aways ends its secret ventures.
Maybe we are sometimes like the moon,
The universe holds so much. It is so much more than we give credit. It consumes truths and devours secrets. The stars are just as much of a mystery as the bottom of the ocean. The moon holds its truths on its darkest side.
My gaze falls upon your radiant face
And all I can see is your flawless grace
When I am down you would make me smile
I hope that you will stay around for a while
Moon, Moon gleam so bright
I wish to sleep by your light.
Moon, Moon in the night
I know it’s going to be alright.
I am a moon
dragged through the ever present void of space
filled with holes
lacking a proper apnospere to protct me
from the realities of our world
stars burn my skin
but I remind myself
Sometimes I think the weather follows me.The moon she still watches melike the day I was born.The storm on the air, it destroys with me.Lightning from inside of meleaves us blistered and torn.
The sounds of the sky elude the eye
And the scents of the night fill thy nostrils
As chill passes through thy window dear
Mine ear beckons to hear the sweet serenity
There has always been something special about October
About Halloween
About the Addams Family
and their sadistic values
There's something about the moon at night
She was the moon
Glowing softly
Casting shadows upon the ground
She did not know herself
With changing faces
Appearing in different skies, different places
Everyday a piece of her fell away
On shining lights in velvet nightsI hung my hopes with silver stringAs whispered words I overheardRebounded in my rotting brain.
Life will knock you down.
What lifts you up?
Maybe it’s the way
His eyes sparkle against the sunset.
well I thought about a lot...
just like I always do...
I thought about the sky,
I thought about the moon,
I thought about the trees,
and I thought about you.
but the moon wasn't just the moon tonight,
A Blood Moon NightWritten by Adam M. SnowTonight I watched in awe,the moon once pure and white.
Confidently unthinking I walked into the shadows
I thought I was Lolita, hardly, really I was callow
How do others expect me to describe you?
How do you describe what growing feels like?
How do you describe what breathing feels like?
How do you describe what being asleep feels like?
Quel night, those timber windy woods and plains of shushing grasses
The sky is very still while the earth slowly passes.
Nothing stirs, no bird nor bear, across the country’s dim
I have a thing for the moon.
I'm scared to go to sleep.
I think I'm scared.
I have to be scared.
That's the only explanation
I'm scared to sleep
The moon seduces you
The shower massages
As the walls hold their breath
Stunned by beauty
Fresh is your face
Your skin is smooth
Scents of strawberries
The sun sheds a tear for the moon,
and the moon for the sun.
For only a glimpse of the others is caught
before each must run.
Wake me upin the middle of the night.Knock on my doortil I turn on the light.Tell me you’ve seensomething out of a dreamin the skytonight.With a nudgeyou’ll persuade me
She shines so bright
her smile the sweetest of ivories
eyes that pierce the strongest of barriers
When I look into night,
The stars blue and burning wildly but silent,
And I wonder of the worlds they light--
The world does not revolve around you
If so then the sun would shoot down like rain on a window pane
Tap Tap Tapping on your skin until you blister and boil
Oh such pain that i'll never know
funny how tonight
shell be across the city
and tonight
hell be lying alone
but tonight
the oblivious two
will be talking to eachother
through the moon outside their windows
The sun is brighter than the moon
And I hope to see you soon
The sun is your beauty
The moon is your pain
I will look so sue me
Your smile holds my brain
With you there’s more to see
Goodnight my loves Goodnight for long
To God I hope I'll see you all
To God I'll pray "let me see another day"
To God I hope that the sun will rise and the moon shall fall
And I will be there to experience it all
The
moon has
illuminated the cataclysmic nights
of my existence- but what joy
to embrace
One day, my shoulders will give inDefiance will admit defeat, and they willDrop, like theBone-weary man wrapped around himself, shivering in the cold.
At the end of the day, when the flashback startsThe brilliant rays of the sun isall I’ll remember
Crashing waves hit the open ocean floor craving more attention from the moon. The moon searched every where empty hearted trying to find the perfect roar of insainty beyond the wide abyss.
The moon is indecisive
it changes every night.
And when the sun rises,
the moon hides out of sight.
The stars shine bright,
like little kisses,
in the morning light.
Solar Flares and Moon Beams
All we hear are the children's screams,
Calling out for mom and dad,
All I have ever wanted was the Stars
Painted across my flesh and bone
Orion's Belt tight around my waist
My heart filled to the brim with light of the Moon
My eyes wicked like the wrath of Mars
Th light of day gives to dark of night,
How can one overlook this tribune?
For even apathy has insight,
Love is family
Love is friends
Love is hard to pretend
Love is true
Love is dark
Love is strong with a spark
Love is me
Love is you
Love is very true
Today I fell in love,With the man on the moon.I thought I was seeing God,Then he waved and smiled.He pointed to a star,And motioned that it was mine.
Sun, he rose in the morn.
This day the first he was born.
He whom created all,
could be our fall.
The sun in your heart
allows the moon in mine to glow.
And the warm winds of your breath
melt the winter in my veins.
The sunrise in my voice
stops the sunset in yours.
The sky inside you
La Luna
You are bigger than me,
You are brighter than me,
You lead the path I follow,
Enlighten the road ahead,
Tell me the story of the sun and the moon.
Tell me how the sun,
So bright and radient, would die every night,
Can you not hear it
Over the clamouring the streets,
Over misty mountains peeks,
Over crying of merry and meek,
Or even applying to make discrete?
I say with jubilation
Daylight stands apart from cold midnight.
His warm smile—kind eyes—brilliance.
The touch of his hand warms our insides—
Keeps us safe—and– living right.
Midnight shakes the bones of Children.
The moon is my Goddess, for she creates the waves, and the songs that lull me to sleep.
The Goddess is my moon,
the Goddess is my earth,
the Goddess grants me her boon,
the Goddess guides me to her hearth,
We try to count the stars
Oh, what a site
Fire flies in jars
We do this every night
This became our thing
We never cared about the weather
We would always hang
And linger there together
The nightly winds howl
as I lie in bed, awake.
I can hear the frogs.
As their endless croaks
get louder and louder, I
become more restless.
As I turn back and
What is day
When all you know is night
Shadows are invisible
darkness becomes light
My eyes need not adjust
This state will never change
There's always 5 months of midnight
When the light from the Moon shines down on the clouds,
And the glow gives a silver sillouette to the grass,
I cannot help but stare at it's beauty,
And begin my adventure back to the past.
lemon sweet magnolia sticky melting in the trees.
wild abandon in a dark forest, sunlight slots on a soft, mossy floor.
kisses without care. wet raindrops on soft skin, cooling hot blood.
Time ticks slowly, almost like my heart with out you
Just like the Moon, has to be away from the Sun,
I have to be away from you.
Every once in awhile you visit me in my dreams
I thought the moon
A friend tonight,
She hung misty in the sky.
And pale, her light,
Shone down on me
from her place so high.
We whispered comforting secrets
of those we loved and lost.
Prose
O starry night, brazen with chimera.Behind those cimmerian clouds breadthwith God's touch.
Imagine without frontier's and marvelat the shiploads of faith that navigatethrough stormy seas.
Earth’s shadow shrugged on a clear summer’s night
Full moon rises to show radiant light
Not knowing for certain where it shines from
Roosters crow in vain for dawns yet to come
Do not despair
in loneliness
be like the sun and the moon
(for even the sun and the moon meet to kiss)
wait for the right time,
wait for your eclipse.
you shadow me with dissonancehaunting lingerlong, slender fingerpointing, trapping the night.i stop, you starebringing a world (a universe) of fright.hunger, beware,off in the distance,
Light and Dark walked together one cold winter's night
under the shining face of the moon, full and bright.
On this night they could walk arm in arm
As old comrades might, forgetting their differences.
The moon holds on for its dear life,
as the morn' draws it's shape across the atmosphere.
Stars blink, on, off, on, off.
The starry shapes molding together all into one,
one shape.
a door opens,
but not by me.
responsibility
to respond
and receive
a fix, yet the problems
still exist. mixed
company to coupling
to troubling the waters
Ah! Setting moon slip not away so soon.
Do not dim my lonely road. Dark lies dale
Ahead; the pine-shadows silently loom
Wind-rustled arms to hide thy face so frail.
When over rim I saw thy silver eye
Silvery white light brightens
Blackness below.
You see all.
You know all.
Craters cover your surface
And yet
You have no flaws.
You are beautiful.
When the lights are searching my pockets of darknessThose words that frantically chime in your earThey are still alive, they knew me wellI told them, you were a whisper
Man's Greatest LessonYet to learnCan be foundIn the rose's thorn;
Which teaches usQuite simply"Just look,And leave me be.
You are the moon and I am the sea,
Your constant changing faces,
Are always changing me,
When you show your full face,
Good evening Moon,
How nice it is to see your face again.
The Sun, however, has fractured
and is silently
falling
to
pieces
You can be my sun
I’ll be your moon
Because you brighten my day
And in the darkest times I’ll show you the way
Night, dear night,
How your moon does shine bright.
But the nightmares and horrors
Of your dark sullen moods
Surely cast over your stars.
That twinkle and gleam with all their might
The sun shines over me,
Shining a great smile,
Shining like a spot light on the stars of our stories,
Twinkling a hello and a goodbye each day,
Hiding the imperfections of the night,
the moonlight sprinkles itself as salt through the night sky,
adding savor everywhere it touches,
concealing the dark spots and wrinkles besetted upon the surface of the night.
How must it feel to always float
to hide up there where no one reaches;
to be sorrounded by that blue coat,
to hang right next to sandy beaches.
Up there with all the stars,
no one to reprimand you.
If I were tied to the
end of a kite,
I would fly high
in the sky
to see the stars rise
very beautiful and bright!
I would even make friends
with the moon, the stars,
and the sun,
Shiver silver light
Silken, lonely, in the rural night,
Breathing strange souls into shadows,
Slips over my skin.
Revealing just enough
to intrigue.
Wrapping reality
with a dream
I am the moon.
My face constantly changes.
Always a mixture of light and dark, in different proportions.
Although, I have a complete dark side,
Absent of all light,
That only a rare few ever get to see.
Trapped alone in the dark,
I feel the whispers pulling me,
turning me down the wrong path,
trying to make me go mad.
The sun dost pass through the sky in the blink of an eye;
‘Tis but the foreshadow of the cometh of my foe.
If only it would stay a bit longer,
My sorrows might there be forgotten;
You are the morning sun that shines;
I am the moon controlling the tides.
You blaze alone in a field of blue;
And I only shine because of you.
You’re bright enough to glow through clouds;
How I love the night
Darkness surrounds me
Cloaking me in a deep sheet of stars
A mysterious never ending shadow
An intoxicating view with brilliant stars
The feeling it gives is everlasting
We drove through the evening blueness at a rapid pace,
streetlights and buildings blurring to join the smear of stars.
The moon was a sliver, the smirk of a watchful stranger
given to those who glance uneasily his way.
Today, I’m missing my one true star,
thinking about how we would be together,
having fun, riding a space car,
through the vast galaxy forever.
The night has driven from its darkness,
A light from afar is yet unbelievably warm,
I see a woman, a woman of beauty,
Her glow as bright as the moon,
Her heart unknown to mankind,
Hair soft as silk,
To the lakes,
Oceans,
Waterfalls,
Oceans you fill with purity
The fish and sea creatures swim
You give us all you can give
To the waves that move on your surface
Down riverbanks you flow
Oh sweet moon, why must you charm me?
Surely you know what you do.
Why else do you show yourself?
Just leave me.
Surrounded by darkness, there stood a man; Owen
Face to the sky, wondering why, oh yet again
For as he gazed toward heaven
There manifested, by his side, a brightness
Formed in beauty, she was ageless
And silver are the roses
Guarding heavens golden gate,
Behind which looms a shadow,
The shadow of eternal fate.
A luminous, glowing sphere rises to the stars,
I want to feel the ocean breeze,
I want to feel the light of the moon
As we lie together on the sand,
I want to hear nature's melodious tune.
Above the river's bank
rising slowly in the sky,
casting a reflection upon the water.
Saving the world from total darkness
the moon finds its place among the stars
Come and lay with me under the moon lit sky,
Watch the clouds pass by,
light and dark and something in between,
in the shapes of splashing water,
the thunder and the roar,
Amidst gothic bewitchery and roaring seascape,
I delve into the cryptic conscience of primal instinct,
shadows sprawled behind, mouth agape,
Of trivial human things I could hardly think.
Fly me to the moon,
Lay me down under the stars.
I'll look up and search the galaxies,
To find out who we are.
The night skies above
Bringing down only black rain
But Luna, she shines.
Sometimes the sun likes to steal kisses from the moon.
He’ll reach up over the horizon and trail
his fingers down the pale curve of her side,
make her shiver and tremble high in the sky.
As the moon looks down
Waxing, waning, glowing light
‘Tis good company
Beauty of the moon
Overwhelms the stars
No comparison
In the sky, flawless
Celestial perfection
Never cease to be
(This poem was written following the murder of my mother and the death of my father.
It makes you dizzy.
Crash crash crash the craters shout at you remembering ancient impacts
Your closed eyes burn a red echo of the luminous sphere
(Shaped not actually like a sphere but like an egg
I gleam with a yellow satisfaction,
The night couldn't be more clear.
My thunderous telescope absorbs fiery light,
And brings the booming images near.
Loveless light of the moon
Rises only at night
Hiding
Partially or Fully
Stays up for only the nocturnal
Full moon
Completely exposed
Not doing so often
Goes back to a comfortable shield
Your warmth is like the sun: it radiates, everyone around feels you beaming
You suspend yourself in the sky, far away from me, and everyone else
I’m out there, too, like the moon I’m hidden by your light
The sun in east it stands alone,
And rays of day again they shone.
Rising up to face each day,
Looking for lost yesterday.
The moon he seeks but cannot find,
Always, Always on his mind.
An Endless Descent,
Tumbling slowly into the deep.
Gentle waves above,
With Silver beams shining down.
Head over heels,
Sinking into the warmth.
Angel down floats by,
Coating the floor.
Foolish rains,
why do you fall
from the heavens up above?
Why abandon your seat
in the endless skies
Is such freedom not enough?
Alas,
Hear the stars that twinkle above me
And hasten the moon to sing
And glide o'er the branded sky
Such sweet sorrow and endless abyss as never seen
And awaken me dawn!
As she rests her warm head on the reserved meadow I wait.
As she descends I look ahead, waiting for you,
Your imperfections, your craters that comfort me so tightly,
As she descends I wait.
We watch the sky turn,
lustrous blue to slate black, hiding behind
jagged mountains, the bright, gleaming sun
now sleeps, closing its exhausted eyes.
The arise of the full glowing moon
As the walls cave in
all I hear is him.
As his words sink in,
and the lights grow dim.
As it fades to black,
all the times we had.
All those things I lacked,
are haunting me into the darkness.
In the black of night,
A mournful song pierces the silence.
Crying to the moon,
The beast lifts his head once more.
His yellow eyes glow,
Stars fallen from the heavens
Floating above our heads being
Utterly eery and mysterious.
Lighting our paths in the darkness providing the
Lost a glimpse of hope.
Moving us to question our existence,
Our own meaning of life.
Little piece of magic that comes out every night
More than just a rock in the sky
Every night its a different shape
Always changing
Never two nights the same
I am the moon
When the light fades
And the world turns a blind eye,
I become alive.
I show myself to only the darkness,
Ane become
The soul of the night.
The stars puncture the darkness
The full moon, the dark sky.
It never leaves my mind.
It guides me all the way, through the twists and turns.
You burn a mild orange now and again like that of the autumn color leaves.
The great shining beacon of Light.
Reaching out to me in the pitch black night
Guiding. Leading. Forgiving.
Forgiving me for losing my way.
Leading me out of the fray.
The glory of It is second to none
He asks for the first dance
She submits and takes his hand
He fell for her at first glance
She can barely even stand
He delights in her cold embrace
She listens to his heartbeat
Oh, beautiful moon
Of ivory dust
Molded by angels’ hands
Brilliant orb of night
Silhouette of day
Floating in the sky
Like ice on a glass of water
