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.
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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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
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
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
975 reads
31 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
608 reads
28 Comments
Amongst the tree of life
Would you like to take a walk through the trees of life, for let's sit here as the morning mist rest upon the very, texture of our skin as it fills us with natures aviance of it's beauty. THAT grows far and beyond our own imagination as we are just running through and out the forest. For it's here in the morning of the dawn of transition, that we have been given a chance to enjoy this time of deep meditation, away from the negativity and drama and confusion and chaos of the world. 🌎 THAT we shall see the eclipse of the truth of the chaos, that has gone through society 😭 as it...
#evolution
#moon
#stars
#sun
#universe
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1 Comment
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
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13 Comments
White Butterflies
The snow was like miniature white butterflies
in a beautifully choreographed flutter.
Always vanishing too soon.
So we wish upon a cluster of winter stars,
that permeate the mental bars.
Beneath the glow of the ambiguous moon.
The despair of not knowing if another cherished
day will exist.
The very dark between stars is what despair
cannot resist.
The snow falls in a stark silent rapture
of every fallen dream the heart still yearns to capture.
The moon is the wolf's trusted guiding light.
While the rabbit's eyes were...
in a beautifully choreographed flutter.
Always vanishing too soon.
So we wish upon a cluster of winter stars,
that permeate the mental bars.
Beneath the glow of the ambiguous moon.
The despair of not knowing if another cherished
day will exist.
The very dark between stars is what despair
cannot resist.
The snow falls in a stark silent rapture
of every fallen dream the heart still yearns to capture.
The moon is the wolf's trusted guiding light.
While the rabbit's eyes were...
#moon
#SelfReflection
#snow #stars
#snow #stars
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23 Comments
Antemeridian
She was a wee slip of a thing
hanging low in the trees;
a coquette on a wild fling
yet eager to appease.
It was quick like silver she came
and just as quickly went,
like a wispy alchemist flame
that heaven gently sent.
Breaking day wouldn't let her be
so soon she'd disappear,
to blend in morning liberty
with daybreak atmosphere.
She went to kiss her darling sun
to feel young and new
before she once again got spun...
into the midnight blue!
hanging low in the trees;
a coquette on a wild fling
yet eager to appease.
It was quick like silver she came
and just as quickly went,
like a wispy alchemist flame
that heaven gently sent.
Breaking day wouldn't let her be
so soon she'd disappear,
to blend in morning liberty
with daybreak atmosphere.
She went to kiss her darling sun
to feel young and new
before she once again got spun...
into the midnight blue!
#dawn
#moon
#morning #sun
#morning #sun
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12 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
787 reads
72 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
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32 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
73 reads
10 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About the Moon by Top Critiquers