ThePalestRider
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 1:40pm
15th Nov 2024 1:40pm
Whistling In The Woods
Oh, don’t go whistlin’ in the woods at night
When the trees stand still and the moon ain’t right
There’s a voice that calls, but it ain’t your kin
And the thing that answers don’t wear no skin
What’s that draggin’, heavy on the leaves?
A sound like chains, or broken eaves?
It hums my tune, it mocks my name
But its voice is wrong—it ain’t the same
Yonder yellow grin in the shadow’s maw
Eyes too wide, a gaping flaw
It stares me down, it don’t draw near
Just waits and grins, feeds on my fear
Oh, run, my child, but...
When the trees stand still and the moon ain’t right
There’s a voice that calls, but it ain’t your kin
And the thing that answers don’t wear no skin
What’s that draggin’, heavy on the leaves?
A sound like chains, or broken eaves?
It hums my tune, it mocks my name
But its voice is wrong—it ain’t the same
Yonder yellow grin in the shadow’s maw
Eyes too wide, a gaping flaw
It stares me down, it don’t draw near
Just waits and grins, feeds on my fear
Oh, run, my child, but...
#dark
#forest
#moon
#night
#scary
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Dragonblood
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 10:51pm
14th Nov 2024 10:51pm
I lassoed the moon for you.
Last night, while you were entranced in dreams,
I lassoed the moon by his cratered neck
and tied him to the brightest star.
I have it on good word
he's a voyeur.
He's confined above that spot on the beach
where our fervent bodies tossed as lovers.
Tonight, he's full,
so be ready with a towel.
The sun, I hear,
will be weak and weary,
and looking the other way.
I lassoed the moon by his cratered neck
and tied him to the brightest star.
I have it on good word
he's a voyeur.
He's confined above that spot on the beach
where our fervent bodies tossed as lovers.
Tonight, he's full,
so be ready with a towel.
The sun, I hear,
will be weak and weary,
and looking the other way.
#lover
#moon
#night
69 reads
12 Comments
AmyMMosier
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 7:49pm
13th Nov 2024 7:49pm
The Elusive Lady
The Moon became quietly jealous
One night when I surveyed Venus.
The usual glory reserved for her
Went to the dancer with Perseus.
At first, she passed for a star
Sparkling high above a church roof
But as she moved down further -
Her ample speed gave proof.
Outgoing clouds didn't shroud
The evening sky of cerulean blue.
Enchanted, I stayed around
To observe her quick rendezvous.
Fair Venus shined like a jewel -
Like one worthy to be set in a ring.
Because she was so beautiful -
She...
One night when I surveyed Venus.
The usual glory reserved for her
Went to the dancer with Perseus.
At first, she passed for a star
Sparkling high above a church roof
But as she moved down further -
Her ample speed gave proof.
Outgoing clouds didn't shroud
The evening sky of cerulean blue.
Enchanted, I stayed around
To observe her quick rendezvous.
Fair Venus shined like a jewel -
Like one worthy to be set in a ring.
Because she was so beautiful -
She...
#moon
46 reads
2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 2:52pm
4th Nov 2024 2:52pm
The Magic Rhyme
The faires spirit of the wise woman dance on to bring the night, casting a softly spoken spell bringing eternity to them as they dance around the heath, forrest and the bog.
The magic rhythm echoes into the universe carried on whispers of secret rhyme into the cosmos, suddenly a great spark ignites an the ancient tale unfolds, the cosmic force awaken.
Rays unimaginable burst through darkness like golden thread, brilliance and beauty cast as light is softly spread, the midnight lakes and streams of the forest shine with crystal frost, while luna...
The magic rhythm echoes into the universe carried on whispers of secret rhyme into the cosmos, suddenly a great spark ignites an the ancient tale unfolds, the cosmic force awaken.
Rays unimaginable burst through darkness like golden thread, brilliance and beauty cast as light is softly spread, the midnight lakes and streams of the forest shine with crystal frost, while luna...
#earth
#moon
#nature #stars
#nature #stars
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 4:26pm
2nd Nov 2024 4:26pm
To watch the Clear Night Sky
To watch the clear night skies, with what words and with which poem or brush can I at last shine a light on the mind of the searcher,
With what can I explicitly explain the divinity and sacredness of the stars of which cannot be seen, knowing with a depth of certainty they are there without changing the meaning,
How do I express myself when magnificence is just something wrapped in mediocrity in fair comparison, when searching to expose the truth and beauty of nature in the things that I cannot explain,
To try and explain a clear night sky, is...
With what can I explicitly explain the divinity and sacredness of the stars of which cannot be seen, knowing with a depth of certainty they are there without changing the meaning,
How do I express myself when magnificence is just something wrapped in mediocrity in fair comparison, when searching to expose the truth and beauty of nature in the things that I cannot explain,
To try and explain a clear night sky, is...
#moon
#nature
#sky
#stars
#universe
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
20th Oct 2024 7:39am
20th Oct 2024 7:39am
Dreamland
Unchecked by stratospheric wisp
the moonlight blew on through
a honey freshness autumn crisp
in midnight loving blue!
By halo hue and harpsichord
her carriage rolled above
those subjects who have often snored
as they all dreamt thereof.
But there are those who cannot sleep
until they've seen the light
that Queen Selene and angels keep
for when our dreams take flight.
Much akin to that mortal spark
seen only when the lids
drop down to keep the eyeballs dark... ...
the moonlight blew on through
a honey freshness autumn crisp
in midnight loving blue!
By halo hue and harpsichord
her carriage rolled above
those subjects who have often snored
as they all dreamt thereof.
But there are those who cannot sleep
until they've seen the light
that Queen Selene and angels keep
for when our dreams take flight.
Much akin to that mortal spark
seen only when the lids
drop down to keep the eyeballs dark... ...
#moon
123 reads
10 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 5:13pm
19th Oct 2024 5:13pm
Moon's dream
I don't know
what the moon dreams of
But whatever it is
It must be bewitchingly beautiful
And you...
you my dear,
are a dream of moon...
what the moon dreams of
But whatever it is
It must be bewitchingly beautiful
And you...
you my dear,
are a dream of moon...
#admiration
#love
#minimalist #moon
#minimalist #moon
143 reads
17 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
18th Oct 2024 6:35am
18th Oct 2024 6:35am
Her Grace
Luna! Luna! Beyond the geese!
Shining like an Argonaut fleece!
Consort to the Royal power
of sunbeams at the midnight hour!
Transfixer of our mortal eyes
upon Memento Mori skies!
Syzygy Mistress of the tides
and all the waves a surfer rides!
Cratered gem within the rings
of coronal mass ejection flings!
Fair courtesan of meteorites,
comet tails, and satellites!
Navigatrix through the spiral path
of solar flares and stellar wrath.
Majestic Queen of sonneteers!
May you hold...
Shining like an Argonaut fleece!
Consort to the Royal power
of sunbeams at the midnight hour!
Transfixer of our mortal eyes
upon Memento Mori skies!
Syzygy Mistress of the tides
and all the waves a surfer rides!
Cratered gem within the rings
of coronal mass ejection flings!
Fair courtesan of meteorites,
comet tails, and satellites!
Navigatrix through the spiral path
of solar flares and stellar wrath.
Majestic Queen of sonneteers!
May you hold...
#astronomy
#moon
126 reads
10 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
18th Oct 2024 4:50am
18th Oct 2024 4:50am
T-Minus One
Blasting up through horizon clouds
was a rocketing supermoon
soaring fast from the nimbus shrouds
and nary a moment too soon
to be free and clear in the blue
in glorious trajectory...
as golden as October brew
in heaven's own refectory...
or Valhalla's coldest saloon
where fair Valkyries attend the dead
by bearded axe and magic rune
and Viking sex in an ornate bed...
in the hunt for welkin stories
concordant with bright moonrise glories!
was a rocketing supermoon
soaring fast from the nimbus shrouds
and nary a moment too soon
to be free and clear in the blue
in glorious trajectory...
as golden as October brew
in heaven's own refectory...
or Valhalla's coldest saloon
where fair Valkyries attend the dead
by bearded axe and magic rune
and Viking sex in an ornate bed...
in the hunt for welkin stories
concordant with bright moonrise glories!
#moon
#mythology
#pagan
156 reads
6 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
17th Oct 2024 9:54pm
17th Oct 2024 9:54pm
Moon
hello Helio I touch the nexus solar flare gratefully
the shaded afternoon is safe
night is out there sleeping
the moon is felt turning over in his head
tonight its fulness will spill out
drawing us closer to the abyss
for those with the notion by all means
knowledge of what is out there is best taken in small doses
a sip of the ocean
it's vast, the tide pulls deep
into madness we slip under
as for me I will tip toe through the shallows collecting shells
until the tide rolls out
and the moon goes to sleep...
the shaded afternoon is safe
night is out there sleeping
the moon is felt turning over in his head
tonight its fulness will spill out
drawing us closer to the abyss
for those with the notion by all means
knowledge of what is out there is best taken in small doses
a sip of the ocean
it's vast, the tide pulls deep
into madness we slip under
as for me I will tip toe through the shallows collecting shells
until the tide rolls out
and the moon goes to sleep...
#moon
#night
77 reads
2 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
13th Oct 2024 1:03pm
13th Oct 2024 1:03pm
Luna's Hierophant Triumphant
In silvered veil of night
The moon ascends her throne
A hierophant in light
By hidden wisdom shown
Her phases carve the sky
In waxing, waning form
Where secrets silent lie
Within her timeless storm
She speaks in cryptic dreams
A priestess of the veil
Her knowledge flows in streams
Through shadowed paths, we sail
By crescent horns we rise
In sacred arc we bow
She holds the mirrored skies
Reflecting every vow
The triune force she wields
New moon, full moon, and dark
The mysteries...
The moon ascends her throne
A hierophant in light
By hidden wisdom shown
Her phases carve the sky
In waxing, waning form
Where secrets silent lie
Within her timeless storm
She speaks in cryptic dreams
A priestess of the veil
Her knowledge flows in streams
Through shadowed paths, we sail
By crescent horns we rise
In sacred arc we bow
She holds the mirrored skies
Reflecting every vow
The triune force she wields
New moon, full moon, and dark
The mysteries...
#astronomy
#LifeCycle
#moon
#night
#universe
81 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
10th Oct 2024 1:41pm
10th Oct 2024 1:41pm
sixteenth arcane
In the field of black sunflowers
the night hides.
There's a party around the bonfire
where the mystery reveals itself.
Headless rabbits dance, shadows move.
The half-breed incarnation of maleficence, with shining eyes,
walks through the flames.
Around the bonfire the night unfolds
a theater of shadows.
A newborn being drinks the tears of the red moonlight.
the night hides.
There's a party around the bonfire
where the mystery reveals itself.
Headless rabbits dance, shadows move.
The half-breed incarnation of maleficence, with shining eyes,
walks through the flames.
Around the bonfire the night unfolds
a theater of shadows.
A newborn being drinks the tears of the red moonlight.
#dark
#death
#ghosts
#graveyard
#moon
68 reads
2 Comments
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