MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2024 12:59pm
22nd Sep 2024 12:59pm
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
237 reads
24 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
20th Sep 2024 10:13am
20th Sep 2024 10:13am
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
98 reads
0 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
19th Sep 2024 8:29am
19th Sep 2024 8:29am
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
128 reads
11 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
17th Sep 2024 8:00am
17th Sep 2024 8:00am
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
115 reads
8 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
16th Sep 2024 11:02pm
16th Sep 2024 11:02pm
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
219 reads
19 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
13th Sep 2024 10:58am
13th Sep 2024 10:58am
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
112 reads
2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
10th Sep 2024 11:52pm
10th Sep 2024 11:52pm
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
136 reads
2 Comments
KendalM
Poem Published
9th Sep 2024 1:47pm
9th Sep 2024 1:47pm
Just A Seventh
It's such a beautiful thought...
The sun, pouring light into the moon, until she becomes full.
Then quietly..slowly, she gives it all back, until she's an empty orb suspended in the heavens, waiting patiently for her next drink, and when his windows open, she closes her eyes and she smiles, letting her cold absorb his heat, feeling the love of the sun once again.
The sun, pouring light into the moon, until she becomes full.
Then quietly..slowly, she gives it all back, until she's an empty orb suspended in the heavens, waiting patiently for her next drink, and when his windows open, she closes her eyes and she smiles, letting her cold absorb his heat, feeling the love of the sun once again.
#moon
#sun
109 reads
2 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
1st Sep 2024 11:43pm
1st Sep 2024 11:43pm
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
218 reads
10 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
29th Aug 2024 5:17am
29th Aug 2024 5:17am
Purpose And Reason
Late night musings are commonplace
My creative wiring is tied to the moon
Daytime thoughts seem so incoherent
Like my brain’s just sputtering in place
Ever notice when it’s really dark outside?
Each bright star brings a feeling of hope
It’s calming like some peaceful transition
Where my eyes absorb the precious light
In that moment timing becomes precise
Rhythm is synced up with my tendencies
Standing in a realm filled with possibilities
Where everything has purpose and reason
My creative wiring is tied to the moon
Daytime thoughts seem so incoherent
Like my brain’s just sputtering in place
Ever notice when it’s really dark outside?
Each bright star brings a feeling of hope
It’s calming like some peaceful transition
Where my eyes absorb the precious light
In that moment timing becomes precise
Rhythm is synced up with my tendencies
Standing in a realm filled with possibilities
Where everything has purpose and reason
#LifeAsAWriter
#moon
#night
199 reads
15 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2024 7:33am
23rd Aug 2024 7:33am
Vanity
I'm the moon mirror.
My gaze is where you bathe.
Impregnated with your fears.
Your lunacy is a phase.
I brighten your night.
A white rabbit in a maze.
You're the goddess I smite.
Don't be conceited. Behave.
With my moonbow I enchant.
At the end of the day.
In my lullabies I rant,
How I cradled the babe.
I send out my signals.
Constellations; the stage.
I'm always late. Never frugal.
I use suspense to get my way.
Like a ghost I am...
My gaze is where you bathe.
Impregnated with your fears.
Your lunacy is a phase.
I brighten your night.
A white rabbit in a maze.
You're the goddess I smite.
Don't be conceited. Behave.
With my moonbow I enchant.
At the end of the day.
In my lullabies I rant,
How I cradled the babe.
I send out my signals.
Constellations; the stage.
I'm always late. Never frugal.
I use suspense to get my way.
Like a ghost I am...
#moon
188 reads
13 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 10:25am
17th Aug 2024 10:25am
Lunaria!
Sweet night air, and long shadow moon,
and northeast bound mystery drone...
does sleep for you come none too soon
in summer darkness...all alone?
To your silence crickets salute
when moonbeams on dry seed pods glow
and lonely owls are heard to hoot
to all the deadpan weeds below.
Lunaria! Now in decline!
Oh how translucent are your pods!
How like angel haloes divine
or gossamer doubloons of the gods!
They pay the way for next year's crop...
when the savage skies of winter drop.
and northeast bound mystery drone...
does sleep for you come none too soon
in summer darkness...all alone?
To your silence crickets salute
when moonbeams on dry seed pods glow
and lonely owls are heard to hoot
to all the deadpan weeds below.
Lunaria! Now in decline!
Oh how translucent are your pods!
How like angel haloes divine
or gossamer doubloons of the gods!
They pay the way for next year's crop...
when the savage skies of winter drop.
#flowers
#LifeCycle
#moon
182 reads
10 Comments
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