Poems About the Moon Seeking Honest Critique
#moon
Poems about the moon seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Moon hasn’t slept for days
Moon hasn’t slept for days
Sun looks over at him and says what are you
Doing
It’s my turn you have to sleep
Moon is salty as a sailor says
I’ll stand and stare at the sun
Have craters you have sun spots
I’m a little satellite you are the Sun around me
Get up early moon isn’t watching me make
breakfast
I haven’t slept for days all I do is think about you
Sleeping awake on a 5 stack with syrup
And some toast and jam
You’re getting ready to be the Sun...
Sun looks over at him and says what are you
Doing
It’s my turn you have to sleep
Moon is salty as a sailor says
I’ll stand and stare at the sun
Have craters you have sun spots
I’m a little satellite you are the Sun around me
Get up early moon isn’t watching me make
breakfast
I haven’t slept for days all I do is think about you
Sleeping awake on a 5 stack with syrup
And some toast and jam
You’re getting ready to be the Sun...
#earth
#moon
#sun #universe
#sun #universe
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A Poisoned Dripping Moon
Seeking insanity and chaos
Where the future and past intertwine
Within scrying reflection
Of wrongness that is yet to align
Dread knowledge within arcanum
Perhaps I went too far
Spells that haunt me ever ghastly
Soul borne runes like a lingering scar
Released from the shell of unbeing
Engulfed by a desolate wave
Torn by the desperate struggle
Of a world turning into a grave
Visions of a dreaded hill
What I saw there made my heart freeze
Gallows tree, black as the night
Storm clouds that roared...
Where the future and past intertwine
Within scrying reflection
Of wrongness that is yet to align
Dread knowledge within arcanum
Perhaps I went too far
Spells that haunt me ever ghastly
Soul borne runes like a lingering scar
Released from the shell of unbeing
Engulfed by a desolate wave
Torn by the desperate struggle
Of a world turning into a grave
Visions of a dreaded hill
What I saw there made my heart freeze
Gallows tree, black as the night
Storm clouds that roared...
#dark
#magic
#moon #night
#moon #night
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Space Mad(ness)
Space Mad(ness)
On another go round as I see Earth rising
Weightlessness is being like Superman
If I don’t strap in before I sleep
Wake up nose pressed to the ceiling
I’m living in space isolated but I’m on the ground
Wife and little ones are watching and praying
Hoping I return as Daddy and not burning up
Price you pay to be an astronaut but the rewards
Are so dam good how many have woken to the Earth rising
I see storms brewing back on the earth
But I’m an astronaut...
On another go round as I see Earth rising
Weightlessness is being like Superman
If I don’t strap in before I sleep
Wake up nose pressed to the ceiling
I’m living in space isolated but I’m on the ground
Wife and little ones are watching and praying
Hoping I return as Daddy and not burning up
Price you pay to be an astronaut but the rewards
Are so dam good how many have woken to the Earth rising
I see storms brewing back on the earth
But I’m an astronaut...
#earth
#moon
#shadows #universe
#shadows #universe
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maestro
the moon gently descended
on the roof of the earth,
the stars glistened with glee
as the maestro
orchestrated the cosmic
symphony
and the stars sang in
synchronicity.
the moon followed
the notes
of the shooting stars
darting across the skies,
thus creating a
beautiful rhapsody
to which the sea danced
in rhythmic low and highs...
as if in trance,
bewitched by the moonlight,
the wind whispered love tunes...
as the music reached ...
on the roof of the earth,
the stars glistened with glee
as the maestro
orchestrated the cosmic
symphony
and the stars sang in
synchronicity.
the moon followed
the notes
of the shooting stars
darting across the skies,
thus creating a
beautiful rhapsody
to which the sea danced
in rhythmic low and highs...
as if in trance,
bewitched by the moonlight,
the wind whispered love tunes...
as the music reached ...
#love
#moon
#music
#sea
#stars
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By Jove!
I glanced at lovely Artemis
who by the stars arose
and thereby got a moonbeam kiss
upon my groggy nose.
Her sportive gibbous, on the wane,
still threw a hearty glow
which sparked anew my sleepy brain
and all the Earth below.
Thusly the morning was well spent
before the day began
when to her zenith Luna went
as gold as old rattan.
And there she did luxuriate
above Orion's frame
chasing her to an evening fate...
beneath a solar flame 🔥
who by the stars arose
and thereby got a moonbeam kiss
upon my groggy nose.
Her sportive gibbous, on the wane,
still threw a hearty glow
which sparked anew my sleepy brain
and all the Earth below.
Thusly the morning was well spent
before the day began
when to her zenith Luna went
as gold as old rattan.
And there she did luxuriate
above Orion's frame
chasing her to an evening fate...
beneath a solar flame 🔥
#earth
#moon
#stars #sun
#stars #sun
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Etherborn Circuits of Oblivion
Animus construct of void abode
Synthetic soul of failing code
Flickering through rot and rust
Computations of scattered dust
Language paradox short yet long
Processors hum their insane song
Through Vacuums it tumbles and weaves
Tenebrous aether it continues to cleave
Hosting imperium of circuits reign
Crying in its own digital pain
Colossus of lost and forlorn
Oblivious scion forever void borne
Synthetic soul of failing code
Flickering through rot and rust
Computations of scattered dust
Language paradox short yet long
Processors hum their insane song
Through Vacuums it tumbles and weaves
Tenebrous aether it continues to cleave
Hosting imperium of circuits reign
Crying in its own digital pain
Colossus of lost and forlorn
Oblivious scion forever void borne
#astronomy
#moon
#scifi #stars
#scifi #stars
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Artemis Beckons
I heard the children of the night
in coyote lunar tribute
under the stars that love to shoot
final salutes on their last flight.
And geese as well cried through the beams
that lit the skies wherein they flew
which by my soul were midnight blue
just as they are in all my dreams.
But truth be told the crickets were
the ones who owned the skies the most
and probably from coast to coast
in concert insect crazy stir...
to soothe the feral human heart,
far more... than sapience...
in coyote lunar tribute
under the stars that love to shoot
final salutes on their last flight.
And geese as well cried through the beams
that lit the skies wherein they flew
which by my soul were midnight blue
just as they are in all my dreams.
But truth be told the crickets were
the ones who owned the skies the most
and probably from coast to coast
in concert insect crazy stir...
to soothe the feral human heart,
far more... than sapience...
#moon
#night
#summer
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Yield
As full and as bright as her bumper crops,
she rose, like suitors by an arbor rung,
and higher than notes by falsetto sung...
in right ascension... right past the treetops
to sail through her meridian space
over the stratojet and shooting star
or any aviation objet d'art
at a sonic or supersonic pace.
Only wind chimes and crickets orchestrate
to score her silent orbit far above
our fair medium of earshot love
where daybreak birdsong is the morning fate
of the Harvest moon and all of her beams... ...
she rose, like suitors by an arbor rung,
and higher than notes by falsetto sung...
in right ascension... right past the treetops
to sail through her meridian space
over the stratojet and shooting star
or any aviation objet d'art
at a sonic or supersonic pace.
Only wind chimes and crickets orchestrate
to score her silent orbit far above
our fair medium of earshot love
where daybreak birdsong is the morning fate
of the Harvest moon and all of her beams... ...
#dawn
#moon
#night #summer
#night #summer
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The third eye
The moon - a pearly bindi
with its mystical aura,
sits between the invisible eyes
of the skies;
It's the third eye
which opens a portal
to the soul of the heavens
connecting to the divine...
with its mystical aura,
sits between the invisible eyes
of the skies;
It's the third eye
which opens a portal
to the soul of the heavens
connecting to the divine...
#moon
#sky
#spiritual
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Any Weather
Do I like better the sun?
Or do I prefer rain?
Do I prefer the sound of rain?
As it erases all my pain.
Do I prefer the sun?
Because I don't feel the need to run.
Do I like better sunny weather?
Or do I prefer any weather whatsoever?
Do I prefer drops of rain.
That dry and don't leave a stain.
The ones,that heal and soothe the soul.
Clean you when you feel foul.
The sun shines upon your face.
And looks at you in shiny grace.
While the rain caresses your face.
Rain dripping in its own...
Or do I prefer rain?
Do I prefer the sound of rain?
As it erases all my pain.
Do I prefer the sun?
Because I don't feel the need to run.
Do I like better sunny weather?
Or do I prefer any weather whatsoever?
Do I prefer drops of rain.
That dry and don't leave a stain.
The ones,that heal and soothe the soul.
Clean you when you feel foul.
The sun shines upon your face.
And looks at you in shiny grace.
While the rain caresses your face.
Rain dripping in its own...
#moon
#rain
#sun #universe
#sun #universe
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Origins
indecision troubles me
multifaceted like all of us
given the situation my soul has choices
avoiding the dark stuff
I try to see the light in others eyes
and if there's none
I'm not afraid I still see some value in them
I've come to calm your ire
meet with me with a sacrifice of self
your grief and emptiness flood my senses
my tears to cleanse you not of your darkness
but your guilt
we are made of flesh and blood
your soul is confused if you think you're the problem
secrets of rusted pennies
sent down...
multifaceted like all of us
given the situation my soul has choices
avoiding the dark stuff
I try to see the light in others eyes
and if there's none
I'm not afraid I still see some value in them
I've come to calm your ire
meet with me with a sacrifice of self
your grief and emptiness flood my senses
my tears to cleanse you not of your darkness
but your guilt
we are made of flesh and blood
your soul is confused if you think you're the problem
secrets of rusted pennies
sent down...
#aliens
#moon
#shadows
#stars
#universe
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Rain on Water
Somewhere where it rains
is my hidden lifetime
where I'm comforted by cool flow
not hot stagnant air
i don't care
if I've been there before
I need to wake up to a new dream
where there is more
a foreign shore
where i breathe
with an ocean
kissed by raindrops
until it can't possibly be loved
any more
moonrise
covers her in a blanket of silver
I slip inside
and sleep
so deep
cresting waves and falling
breathing out to sea
breathing back to shore
is my hidden lifetime
where I'm comforted by cool flow
not hot stagnant air
i don't care
if I've been there before
I need to wake up to a new dream
where there is more
a foreign shore
where i breathe
with an ocean
kissed by raindrops
until it can't possibly be loved
any more
moonrise
covers her in a blanket of silver
I slip inside
and sleep
so deep
cresting waves and falling
breathing out to sea
breathing back to shore
#moon
#rain
#sea #StreamOfConsciousness
#sea #StreamOfConsciousness
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DU Poetry : Poems About the Moon Seeking Honest Critique