summultima
uma
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Poem Published
Yesterday 2:38pm
Yesterday 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
Yesterday 11:25am
Yesterday 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
53 reads
2 Comments
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
56 reads
7 Comments
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
55 reads
8 Comments
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
33 reads
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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
122 reads
11 Comments
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
64 reads
4 Comments
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
219 reads
4 Comments
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
113 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 9:17pm
14th Jan 2025 9:17pm
Shh....
He’s what I call my tender poetic sublime, the reason to my rhymes
Mentally captivated and in good taste, he is a gently tease, needed him like a thank you and please
His reply, yes, it’s this Sire’s hard piece of wood, I love on camera when I undress
Just enough to make him wet
Most definitely, he is my best emotion ever felt
I love his smooth talking
I opened the door to my mind, and he makes me blush when I see where the eye of his heart is stalking
Meeting him in the middle, crowning his...
Mentally captivated and in good taste, he is a gently tease, needed him like a thank you and please
His reply, yes, it’s this Sire’s hard piece of wood, I love on camera when I undress
Just enough to make him wet
Most definitely, he is my best emotion ever felt
I love his smooth talking
I opened the door to my mind, and he makes me blush when I see where the eye of his heart is stalking
Meeting him in the middle, crowning his...
#lover
#moon
#mythology
#sun
#water
231 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 1:31am
14th Jan 2025 1:31am
Ole Vixen Moon
It's the waning gibbous that I love most
suggesting a great lady in her prime
rising later every night like the ghost
of a lover trapped in echoing time
who furthermore must mount her lonely search
knowing midnight as the gateway to find
the faintest glow of love from her cold perch;
lost men, children, or pets of any kind.
Love boils in her stony, cratered heart,
as she just touches with moonbeams and tides
the distant planet where life is an art
and consistent blessing for grooms and brides.
And poets! Sometimes...
suggesting a great lady in her prime
rising later every night like the ghost
of a lover trapped in echoing time
who furthermore must mount her lonely search
knowing midnight as the gateway to find
the faintest glow of love from her cold perch;
lost men, children, or pets of any kind.
Love boils in her stony, cratered heart,
as she just touches with moonbeams and tides
the distant planet where life is an art
and consistent blessing for grooms and brides.
And poets! Sometimes...
#moon
133 reads
10 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems about the Moon
