Shon
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 6:26pm
27th Jan 2025 6:26pm
The Wolf moon.
The full moon.
The wolf moon.
Coincides with a peak.
View of Mars.
Roman god of war.
Moon romantic celestial body.
For some a portent.
Some an omen.
Others just coincident.
The moon, the wolf & Mars.
That's some scary shit.
Right there.
The wolf moon.
Coincides with a peak.
View of Mars.
Roman god of war.
Moon romantic celestial body.
For some a portent.
Some an omen.
Others just coincident.
The moon, the wolf & Mars.
That's some scary shit.
Right there.
#astronomy
#LifeAsAWriter
#moon #shadows
#moon #shadows
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 5:36pm
26th Jan 2025 5:36pm
Antemeridian
She was a wee slip of a thing
hanging low in the trees;
a coquette on a wild fling
yet eager to appease.
It was quick like silver she came
and just as quickly went,
like a wispy alchemist flame
that heaven gently sent.
Breaking day wouldn't let her be
so soon she'd disappear,
to blend in morning liberty
with daybreak atmosphere.
She went to kiss her darling sun
to feel young and new
before she once again got spun...
into the midnight blue!
hanging low in the trees;
a coquette on a wild fling
yet eager to appease.
It was quick like silver she came
and just as quickly went,
like a wispy alchemist flame
that heaven gently sent.
Breaking day wouldn't let her be
so soon she'd disappear,
to blend in morning liberty
with daybreak atmosphere.
She went to kiss her darling sun
to feel young and new
before she once again got spun...
into the midnight blue!
#dawn
#moon
#morning #sun
#morning #sun
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 2:38pm
24th Jan 2025 2:38pm
~the syneresis moon
his eyes are in a fixated
long stare at mine..
in a unbearably delicate
holding of so much
tears and words
he wants to
cry out
& say..
yet he’s here
in a determined
stagnant stare
shines his
the ever iron clad
pitch black coal
eyes.. only that
now the syneresing
irises are in a separating…
… as pulpy famine greys
with the inner broken
yet the somehow running
& holding patterns
of a crinkly petallous
sepia blooms..
fading out
to a distant ...
long stare at mine..
in a unbearably delicate
holding of so much
tears and words
he wants to
cry out
& say..
yet he’s here
in a determined
stagnant stare
shines his
the ever iron clad
pitch black coal
eyes.. only that
now the syneresing
irises are in a separating…
… as pulpy famine greys
with the inner broken
yet the somehow running
& holding patterns
of a crinkly petallous
sepia blooms..
fading out
to a distant ...
#family
#illness
#love
#moon
#support
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 11:25am
24th Jan 2025 11:25am
the future has stars in it
I see his indigo silhouette
a lonely astronaut
untethered
reaching for the man in the moon
Sometimes I wonder
if I just imagined him
treading dawn
as the electric dark
gives way to unholy sunshine
I'm learning to see
through the fire
and over the walls
but I'm numb to the inferno
that rages around us
heralding a future
we can't set right
I think he's got the right idea
my indigo astronaut
dialling off world in the hopes
the stars hold something more
for...
a lonely astronaut
untethered
reaching for the man in the moon
Sometimes I wonder
if I just imagined him
treading dawn
as the electric dark
gives way to unholy sunshine
I'm learning to see
through the fire
and over the walls
but I'm numb to the inferno
that rages around us
heralding a future
we can't set right
I think he's got the right idea
my indigo astronaut
dialling off world in the hopes
the stars hold something more
for...
#moon
#scifi
#stars #universe
#stars #universe
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Roguenarak
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 11:19pm
23rd Jan 2025 11:19pm
Moonlit Madness
There's a flagship that stole the moon
Dragged her through the mountains
Skewered its flank with a big harpoon
And the wolves cried in fountains
Why is the sun looking so grey now
It's missing the ghoulish messenger
Gravitating, orbitating little passenger
There's no night, all heads must bow
The blood of the astral body falls
Black splotches across the walls
After a while, anymals lay curled
Then blue waves consume the world
Has everybody gone insane?
Nobody rejoices at the destruction
Celebration...
Dragged her through the mountains
Skewered its flank with a big harpoon
And the wolves cried in fountains
Why is the sun looking so grey now
It's missing the ghoulish messenger
Gravitating, orbitating little passenger
There's no night, all heads must bow
The blood of the astral body falls
Black splotches across the walls
After a while, anymals lay curled
Then blue waves consume the world
Has everybody gone insane?
Nobody rejoices at the destruction
Celebration...
#environment
#moon
#night #pollution
#night #pollution
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 4:21pm
22nd Jan 2025 4:21pm
Shift Work
Her sickle blade was heading west,
before the sun arose,
up over clouds the daybreak stressed
in lavender pink flows.
At horologic speeds she flew
through the pinnacle sky
of icy stratospheric blue
where sparse contrails ply...
wove by jets at dawn's early light
to mingle with the beams
her crescent shed all through the night
on cold Morphean dreams.
And then she put her horns away
to fade into a ghost
beyond the crow cock solar ray...
when Phoebus comes to host.
before the sun arose,
up over clouds the daybreak stressed
in lavender pink flows.
At horologic speeds she flew
through the pinnacle sky
of icy stratospheric blue
where sparse contrails ply...
wove by jets at dawn's early light
to mingle with the beams
her crescent shed all through the night
on cold Morphean dreams.
And then she put her horns away
to fade into a ghost
beyond the crow cock solar ray...
when Phoebus comes to host.
#moon
#sun
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 4:45am
18th Jan 2025 4:45am
A Book of Hours
A winter sunset seems like the Limbo.
How low can it go with its golden glow?
The twilight says the party must go
if we want the constellations to show.
Only Luna pays a sunbeam forward
since all the stars are way too far away
to assist as she tugs her tides shoreward
even as we are at work, sleep, or play.
But poor souls need all the gold they can get
and the starlight helps, but is rather faint,
when sunbeams and moonlight will pay the debt...
with Aurora helping us reacquaint
those nagging...
How low can it go with its golden glow?
The twilight says the party must go
if we want the constellations to show.
Only Luna pays a sunbeam forward
since all the stars are way too far away
to assist as she tugs her tides shoreward
even as we are at work, sleep, or play.
But poor souls need all the gold they can get
and the starlight helps, but is rather faint,
when sunbeams and moonlight will pay the debt...
with Aurora helping us reacquaint
those nagging...
#meditation
#moon
#philosophical
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missjem56
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 12:20pm
16th Jan 2025 12:20pm
Moon Madness!
I tried
To toast
The Wolf full moon
The other night
Goblet of mead in hand
But
No matter
How hard i tried
The moon simply
Would not fit
Into my toaster
So i had crumpet instead!
by Jemia
To toast
The Wolf full moon
The other night
Goblet of mead in hand
But
No matter
How hard i tried
The moon simply
Would not fit
Into my toaster
So i had crumpet instead!
by Jemia
#moon
#parody
#satirical #surreal
#satirical #surreal
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 4:45am
16th Jan 2025 4:45am
Pet of the Month
An old girl going down each morning,
after hard days making the nights look good,
with horizon cloud mantles adorning
the atmosphere that we misunderstood;
her orbits being a death watch on us,
as we clear more brush, because it is there,
and because we must make a profit fuss
until we poison all the fucking air...
the very air her posh beams inspire
like the dazzle from Cleopatra's crown,
above the rondure of all desire,
be she right side up, or viewed upside down,
like the rotating centerfolds of old...
forever...
after hard days making the nights look good,
with horizon cloud mantles adorning
the atmosphere that we misunderstood;
her orbits being a death watch on us,
as we clear more brush, because it is there,
and because we must make a profit fuss
until we poison all the fucking air...
the very air her posh beams inspire
like the dazzle from Cleopatra's crown,
above the rondure of all desire,
be she right side up, or viewed upside down,
like the rotating centerfolds of old...
forever...
#moon
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 00:26am
16th Jan 2025 00:26am
Peppermint Hostess
Peppermint Hostess
Peppermint hostess
From the realm of the three heavens
Eclipses my sun king
With denim fire
Her eyes are the green of rice paddies
Below the misty panda mountains of Guilin
Where turtle doves coo
In her Oriental soul
She is the dream of a silkworm
Spun in the silence of a heart
That has known the fragrance of tears
On a ghost moon night
Peppermint hostess
From the realm of the three heavens
Eclipses my sun king
With denim fire
Her eyes are the green of rice paddies
Below the misty panda mountains of Guilin
Where turtle doves coo
In her Oriental soul
She is the dream of a silkworm
Spun in the silence of a heart
That has known the fragrance of tears
On a ghost moon night
#beauty
#moon
#silence
#tea
#women
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 7:05pm
15th Jan 2025 7:05pm
Mmm.. So Above, As Below
My love, do you feel the tenderness in the softness of my hands
Shh... you want to feel inside this while under my saucy command
The extension of your soul, wishes upon me, I have the flavor you strongly demand
Kissing all up in the soft folds of my nectar
Yeah baby... go on pollinate for this honey and make me wetter
Mm.. the creamier the better
Lifting your state of arousal for my carnal taking
Your body in a state of Nirvana as you lie under my care, ready and awaken
Bestowed ecstasies,...
Shh... you want to feel inside this while under my saucy command
The extension of your soul, wishes upon me, I have the flavor you strongly demand
Kissing all up in the soft folds of my nectar
Yeah baby... go on pollinate for this honey and make me wetter
Mm.. the creamier the better
Lifting your state of arousal for my carnal taking
Your body in a state of Nirvana as you lie under my care, ready and awaken
Bestowed ecstasies,...
#moon
#mythology
#spiritual
#sun
#water
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Northern_Soul
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 12:50pm
15th Jan 2025 12:50pm
Night Watch
and just like the moon
I will be faceless, nameless—
a stranger in a blank sky
under cascades of falling stars
I will appear fleetingly
anchor myself to darkness
because that love is mine
in the cosmos of my all.
Sometimes I look to the skies
to ask for meaning, and they gift me
a pen made of night, so that I may write;
so that these galaxies make sense
because in me, there waits a little girl
with her telescope in hand, searching
for missing answers in this void,
this boundless,...
I will be faceless, nameless—
a stranger in a blank sky
under cascades of falling stars
I will appear fleetingly
anchor myself to darkness
because that love is mine
in the cosmos of my all.
Sometimes I look to the skies
to ask for meaning, and they gift me
a pen made of night, so that I may write;
so that these galaxies make sense
because in me, there waits a little girl
with her telescope in hand, searching
for missing answers in this void,
this boundless,...
#moon
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