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
150 reads
15 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
93 reads
2 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 11:21am
8th Apr 2024 11:21am
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
179 reads
21 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
11th Apr 2023 5:11am
11th Apr 2023 5:11am
Lost in Space - Europa
Walternate Universe Beta-2
“How did you get here? What’s your Alpha designation?”
“R-O-O-92” I replied to a council of five behind a desk
“R-O-O is not an Alpha designation” one of them replied
“How did you get that brace?” another one inquired
“I was brought to a citadel in Alpha 1”, I began to explain
Recounting the last nine parallel universes I’d been through
“My brace was damaged during a car crash
And I left my daughter alone in the cold on a bridge on Earth!”
“R-O-O” I heard some from behind me from others behind me ...
“How did you get here? What’s your Alpha designation?”
“R-O-O-92” I replied to a council of five behind a desk
“R-O-O is not an Alpha designation” one of them replied
“How did you get that brace?” another one inquired
“I was brought to a citadel in Alpha 1”, I began to explain
Recounting the last nine parallel universes I’d been through
“My brace was damaged during a car crash
And I left my daughter alone in the cold on a bridge on Earth!”
“R-O-O” I heard some from behind me from others behind me ...
#universe
#moon
#astronomy #NaPoWriMo2023
#astronomy #NaPoWriMo2023
191 reads
3 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
20th Sep 2021 4:09am
20th Sep 2021 4:09am
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
942 reads
31 Comments
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
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
17th Nov 2023 1:00am
17th Nov 2023 1:00am
THE DEEPNESS OF MANIFESTON
👋 it's been a while since we talked and spoke, I was wondering if you had a chance to explore, the true definition of what it means to be to be, open minded and confident that you are more stronger. Than you think due to the fact that you are a thinker. For example if you were given the opportunity, to be able to manifest your own thoughts, what would you. Want and need to change in your quest, for all that you have dreamed about in the still of the night, that still exists in the abyss of lost time. For example its easy to be awaken, by thoughts or imagination and to be able. To make...
#sun
#universe
#moon
#stars
#StreamOfConsciousness
210 reads
3 Comments
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
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
140 reads
13 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
25th Jun 2023 3:13am
25th Jun 2023 3:13am
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
735 reads
72 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
24th Jul 2024 5:24pm
24th Jul 2024 5:24pm
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
148 reads
12 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2022 00:51am
2nd Sep 2022 00:51am
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
580 reads
28 Comments
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