Poems About the Moon by Top Critiquers
#moon
Poems about the moon by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
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
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15 Comments
Full Moon Resurrection
Under the night veil
your white light reveals
the creatures that emerge in the dark
When I called the rite
it fills my soul with hate and fire
into the dark with pagan pleasures
take me with you to infinity
far from human decay
Infernal night by night
majestic
in the shadows
reborn
The beast is coming for the ritual
starving for blood and flesh
you always present hidden witness
exalting the face of the executioner
your white light reveals
the creatures that emerge in the dark
When I called the rite
it fills my soul with hate and fire
into the dark with pagan pleasures
take me with you to infinity
far from human decay
Infernal night by night
majestic
in the shadows
reborn
The beast is coming for the ritual
starving for blood and flesh
you always present hidden witness
exalting the face of the executioner
#dark
#moon
#nature
#night
#spiritual
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8 Comments
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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2 Comments
Here I am as I am a woman
Here I am as I am a woman sitting here in the afternoon sun, of the mother land, yet it's here and now. I admire this tree of life. Tall looking like a badge of honor, standing under the sun, as it's light creating a image, of the bonsai tree of life with love, and happiness and dreams. For sure as I look forward beyond the tree of Life. I can feel it's power reaching into me, so spiritually touching the deepness of my heart ❤️ YET I feel so alive here and now in this space without time, as I am in twin with it's deepness of this subject matter that is called living life. ...
#evolution
#moon
#stars
#sun
#universe
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0 Comments
Sun Rise, Sun Set
Sometimes things must be dark so we can see the light
Just like at night, when the stars decorate the sky
And during the day when I’ve dreamt of chasing clouds away
My mind can tend to get lost while time just flies by
But right before the sun sets there is a certain anticipation
An array of colors weaves right before the sun is gone
The light blue gives away to a darker shade for a new view
Until the hues begin to change again right before dawn
I have breathed the cool air and felt the hot afternoon glare
When every step I took made my...
Just like at night, when the stars decorate the sky
And during the day when I’ve dreamt of chasing clouds away
My mind can tend to get lost while time just flies by
But right before the sun sets there is a certain anticipation
An array of colors weaves right before the sun is gone
The light blue gives away to a darker shade for a new view
Until the hues begin to change again right before dawn
I have breathed the cool air and felt the hot afternoon glare
When every step I took made my...
#dawn
#moon
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfReflection
#sun
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1 Comment
M'lady Moon
wings glisten upon a breeze
gentle murmurs as feathers fan
soft calls in low-throated hum
windblown whispers between ancient trees
their creak & moan stirs the blood
as breath held in anticipation is released
darkness shimmers beneath her glow
& night swoons
pulse racing at her silver lacing
M'lady Moon comes
gentle murmurs as feathers fan
soft calls in low-throated hum
windblown whispers between ancient trees
their creak & moan stirs the blood
as breath held in anticipation is released
darkness shimmers beneath her glow
& night swoons
pulse racing at her silver lacing
M'lady Moon comes
#beauty
#moon
#nature
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12 Comments
~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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10 Comments
In The Shadows...
I come to you only in whispers,
In shadows,
Once everyone has left the show -
Where chairs lay upon tables.
Only when the moon is glowing,
Am I showing -
Myself to you...
Allowing you in -
Where secrets hide.
In shadows,
Once everyone has left the show -
Where chairs lay upon tables.
Only when the moon is glowing,
Am I showing -
Myself to you...
Allowing you in -
Where secrets hide.
#secrets
#moon
#night
#SelfDiscovery
#emotions
739 reads
35 Comments
Ephah
It's late
I want to write
I don't want to read
nor scry
I don't want to design
consumeristic graphics
I simply want words
to emerge as the Moon
from behind clouds
illuminating the field
while I, as Ruth, glean
what's left behind
before threshing
the miniscule amount
into an ephah of poem
to carry home
~
I want to write
I don't want to read
nor scry
I don't want to design
consumeristic graphics
I simply want words
to emerge as the Moon
from behind clouds
illuminating the field
while I, as Ruth, glean
what's left behind
before threshing
the miniscule amount
into an ephah of poem
to carry home
~
#moon
#night
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
1023 reads
31 Comments
Cyclical
One state pursues another state.
You are always yourself.
Delicate finger tips, tactile,
In caresses like the edges of butterfly wings.
Behind your eyes is beauty, always.
A spirit in formations of breezes
The color of bliss, a divine contrast
To all of this, world in grotesque.
From place to place – Your foot prints
Have grace, in every phase of every place,
As the world knows how to heal itself
In your essence, sprung forth in butterflies.
A marvel is a voice that inspires longing.
Soothsaying spells that...
You are always yourself.
Delicate finger tips, tactile,
In caresses like the edges of butterfly wings.
Behind your eyes is beauty, always.
A spirit in formations of breezes
The color of bliss, a divine contrast
To all of this, world in grotesque.
From place to place – Your foot prints
Have grace, in every phase of every place,
As the world knows how to heal itself
In your essence, sprung forth in butterflies.
A marvel is a voice that inspires longing.
Soothsaying spells that...
#sun
#moon
#stars
#shadows
#evolution
559 reads
2 Comments
Obdormiam in lumine tuo.
Full moon full of flashes and shadows,
Illuminate the night with your mysterious glow.
Lonely path, under your intense gaze,
you reflect ancient secrets in the still waters.
The breeze whispers stories of times gone by
and the trees dance to the sound of the wind.
In every shadow, a hidden enigma,
in every flash, a waking dream.
Serene night, stage of fantasies,
where the moon is queen and guide.
Your silver face watches in silence
the lost steps, the wandering souls.
Under its light, the world takes on a new tone. ...
Illuminate the night with your mysterious glow.
Lonely path, under your intense gaze,
you reflect ancient secrets in the still waters.
The breeze whispers stories of times gone by
and the trees dance to the sound of the wind.
In every shadow, a hidden enigma,
in every flash, a waking dream.
Serene night, stage of fantasies,
where the moon is queen and guide.
Your silver face watches in silence
the lost steps, the wandering souls.
Under its light, the world takes on a new tone. ...
#dreams
#identity
#moon
#night
#silence
110 reads
10 Comments
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
205 reads
13 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About the Moon by Top Critiquers