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.
I cried
( my picture of the eclipse )
I broke down and I
Cried.
The Sun
Had died
In the sky.
I could not
breath.
As much
As I wanted
To try.
I thought
Death
Had come.
I wanted with him
To fly.
Will the
Moon
Release her grip
Soon
Before she finally dies?
Will the
Light
Return again
Bright
On my tired Eyes?
Will the
World
Ponder this
Wonder or
As...
I broke down and I
Cried.
The Sun
Had died
In the sky.
I could not
breath.
As much
As I wanted
To try.
I thought
Death
Had come.
I wanted with him
To fly.
Will the
Moon
Release her grip
Soon
Before she finally dies?
Will the
Light
Return again
Bright
On my tired Eyes?
Will the
World
Ponder this
Wonder or
As...
#sun
#moon
109 reads
16 Comments
Under The Pink Moon
What caused the moon all dressed in pink
To show up tonight made me think
While this starry potion I did drink
About the last time that we kissed
Night blooming jasmine and a light mist
Such a lovely kiss I could not resist
To show up tonight made me think
While this starry potion I did drink
About the last time that we kissed
Night blooming jasmine and a light mist
Such a lovely kiss I could not resist
#emotions
#moon
#passion
52 reads
10 Comments
Helo
the hurt you inflict upon me causes me mistrust
you want everything for yourself alone
I'm not finding your beauty evident anymore
your jealousy and greed make you unappealing to me
emptiness is a state of mind
I choose to be sated on nothing
hot air, the sermon on the mound
ancient people you make me laugh
who are they to the dark itself
their book has never been trespassed
they have one weakness they are jealous of the human form
the greys, Cenobites are here they wish you would see their beauty
I do and when I...
you want everything for yourself alone
I'm not finding your beauty evident anymore
your jealousy and greed make you unappealing to me
emptiness is a state of mind
I choose to be sated on nothing
hot air, the sermon on the mound
ancient people you make me laugh
who are they to the dark itself
their book has never been trespassed
they have one weakness they are jealous of the human form
the greys, Cenobites are here they wish you would see their beauty
I do and when I...
#love
#moon
55 reads
0 Comments
Still-born Tomorrow
Mysterious moon.
Lay up on the sun's hot fire
Still-born tomorrow.
Lay up on the sun's hot fire
Still-born tomorrow.
#sun
#moon
#haiku
85 reads
21 Comments
Luna’s Allure
awoke from a dream
with divine gratitude
for Gaia’s
sentient gifts
stepping out onto
the dewy grass,
see it there
in the field:
fog flowing upward
from the pond,
billowing under
gleaming
moon beams
reaching out
for the stars;
luminous
in the early hours
of dawn’s awakening
levitating toward
a deep indigo sky,
curling
in suspension…
intrigued;
the brume dances
for Luna
in the twilight
with divine gratitude
for Gaia’s
sentient gifts
stepping out onto
the dewy grass,
see it there
in the field:
fog flowing upward
from the pond,
billowing under
gleaming
moon beams
reaching out
for the stars;
luminous
in the early hours
of dawn’s awakening
levitating toward
a deep indigo sky,
curling
in suspension…
intrigued;
the brume dances
for Luna
in the twilight
#admiration
#gratitude
#moon
#NaPoWriMo2024
#nature
62 reads
6 Comments
Paradise
I drove through a piece of heaven tonight.
It was exactly how I imagined it.
Airy,
liberating...
As I approached the other side,
waiting to greet me was the crescent moon.
Its light, so bright, felt like a hug
as it held me entranced.
I have never felt more at peace
It was exactly how I imagined it.
Airy,
liberating...
As I approached the other side,
waiting to greet me was the crescent moon.
Its light, so bright, felt like a hug
as it held me entranced.
I have never felt more at peace
#moon
#clouds
613 reads
70 Comments
Initials Carved into Trees
Quagmire
Deep forest
Initials carved into trees
We left our love there
Moonless nights
Your youth running fever
My needs insane temptation
You seduced and challenged
Our lust serenade
No stone unturned
Deep forest
Initials carved into trees
We left our love there
Moonless nights
Your youth running fever
My needs insane temptation
You seduced and challenged
Our lust serenade
No stone unturned
#forest
#moon
#lover
#temptation
#seductive
485 reads
28 Comments
keeper of shattered dreams
if you listen closely on a starless night
when chalked silhouettes caress forest floors
drifting listlessly
hopes without form
you can hear her liquid lamentations
murmur softly across gentle winds
as foxes burrow in restless slumber within their hollow dens
and screech owls raise glimmering eyes to ebon expanse
wings tucked tight against feathered sides
talons dug firmly into ancient bark
silent in their reverence
honoring her eternal sorrow
draped with shimmering silver broken dreams
she shelters the fallen within her bosom ...
when chalked silhouettes caress forest floors
drifting listlessly
hopes without form
you can hear her liquid lamentations
murmur softly across gentle winds
as foxes burrow in restless slumber within their hollow dens
and screech owls raise glimmering eyes to ebon expanse
wings tucked tight against feathered sides
talons dug firmly into ancient bark
silent in their reverence
honoring her eternal sorrow
draped with shimmering silver broken dreams
she shelters the fallen within her bosom ...
#dreams
#moon
#spiritual
154 reads
4 Comments
my little boat
my
little boat,
sorry
to see
that sun
go down,
now
that misty
darkness
sank
closer
to the
treetops,
i weighted
my
little boat
in a
small harbor,
the moon
overwhelming me,
i lay
awake
to watch
the stars
in their
shadowy river,
falling asleep
in my
little boat.
little boat,
sorry
to see
that sun
go down,
now
that misty
darkness
sank
closer
to the
treetops,
i weighted
my
little boat
in a
small harbor,
the moon
overwhelming me,
i lay
awake
to watch
the stars
in their
shadowy river,
falling asleep
in my
little boat.
#moon
#stars
#sky
#night
#shadows
55 reads
7 Comments
Time to Leave
Facing the moon
silhouetted against grey mountains
a figure alone
without company
the day is done
seasons circle
as in autumn
leaves falling to the ground
tears as dew on leaves
falling, moistening the ground
and memories divine
just fading away
like ghosts departing before dawn
leaving nothing but faint whispers
murmured words breathed on mirrors
heavens don’t ever get dark
leave me a passage
with guiding lights.
silhouetted against grey mountains
a figure alone
without company
the day is done
seasons circle
as in autumn
leaves falling to the ground
tears as dew on leaves
falling, moistening the ground
and memories divine
just fading away
like ghosts departing before dawn
leaving nothing but faint whispers
murmured words breathed on mirrors
heavens don’t ever get dark
leave me a passage
with guiding lights.
#moon
#morning
#nature
#spiritual
#magic
1910 reads
8 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
328 reads
28 Comments
Embracing the duality of my inner wonders, wading within the current of its soothing depth
Unto the Sun, my Moon upon the bosom of universal’s chest
Closed eyes, the basilica of souls, tarry in the Grand Rising of its promising of day
The quiet soothing of Luna, upon the earth may the funneling waters hear as I pray
I bow to the wonderous creation as I venture my presence upon the green earth
Walking in the Garden of Eden, in reminisce, a thought of lover’s rebirth
Meet me my love, as I call upon thee in another beautiful...
Unto the Sun, my Moon upon the bosom of universal’s chest
Closed eyes, the basilica of souls, tarry in the Grand Rising of its promising of day
The quiet soothing of Luna, upon the earth may the funneling waters hear as I pray
I bow to the wonderous creation as I venture my presence upon the green earth
Walking in the Garden of Eden, in reminisce, a thought of lover’s rebirth
Meet me my love, as I call upon thee in another beautiful...
#spiritual
#moon
#sun
157 reads
4 Comments
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