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Bloom Not, Wolfsbane

Bloom not, cruel wolfsbane
In this forward spirit of mine
Let the moon dim and wane
For love has diseased my kind 

The girl was luscious in the wake
Rising at break of dawn
If only she knew I was a mistake
Before we made the bond

I grew fond of her everyday
And night gave me loathe and dread
My heart was weak, I couldn’t send her away
But fed in her desires instead

I kissed her in the forest of green
I had forgotten what I am
I gazed into those eyes, so keen!
A smooth and gentle lamb

One day I stopped to think a bit
My stomach wrenched and twirled
Through love I had lost my sense and wit
To a pitiful village girl!

Avoiding her best I could
I hid from beauty’s caresses
But again she found me in the wood
And so grew the obsession

But so grew the moon
And the waning was abstaining
Good night, wonders of the noon
With memories remaining

Alone I wandered in the cold
Knowing it was coming
The sky grew dark, the sun was sold
Behind the madness blooming 

Transforming! Changing!
My mind went all a blur
Rage deforming! Madness deranging!
I couldn’t think of her…  

The time was gone!
The night had come!
I thought I was alone
But then I saw her standing there
Pale and stiff as stone

I woke up that dawn sitting there
On the forest floor
And there lay she all bloodied and bare
The lamb that I adore!

The wounds I found were like a gift
I know they were from my girl
I’m glad she fought her will to live
As I blindly devoured her

An honorable lamb with bloodied hooves
She’ll never leave my vision
Sacrificed for ravenous wolves  
And no cry for jurisdiction 

 Bloom not cruel wolfsbane
In this forward spirit of mine
Let the moon dim and wane
For love has diseased my kind 

-an oldie , hehe
For Pd's Contest : )

Copyright © Laura Breidenthal

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Ballad of Mistress Moon

The sun has deigned to smile on me 
And make me his mistress moon
He fills with fire and burns in me
With heat of the sultry noon

I’m ravished by his solar flares
That make my face to glow
All night there is a radiance
In silver streams that flow

On velvet sheets of midnight black
I reign, mistress supreme
The stars all look with wonder on
Entranced by each moon beam

The love he made remains in me
And pulsates forming tides
The sea and oceans can't be still
From love that in me bides

The waves, they swell and do my will
The mistress of the night
Reflecting love from lover Sun
Until he rules in light

The sun, he comes to smile at me
His lover, mistress moon
He raptures me in his embrace
My splendor will shine soon

Eileen Manassian

Copyright © Eileen Manassian

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Upon the waters' moon

The clouds scudded across
A windswept sky
It was deepest night
As I watched magic pass by

The moon had risen
There it hung in soft silver
Scattering beams of light
Upon the waters, bright

Its' pale reflection on water
As I watched magic pass by
If I could catch the moonlight
I would cast it upon midnight waters
Beneath a windswept sky

Upon the waters' moon
I saw beams of light
I could not tell if it was 
Starlight or moonlight
All I saw was the faintest ripple
Upon the waters' moon
In deepest night





Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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Devoted Daughter of the Moon

    Always asking question 
The devoted daughter of the moon 
     revels in starlight 
  Sweet to the touch, the taste
She dances around an eternal campfire
    The night wears on 
    Still she dances!
She will dance this way until dawn 
when the bright rays of the sun 
    will send her looking for shelter
One million dawnsa and one million
    dreams later 
She'll awaken 
to cast her glow 
upon our epoch 
which is in sore need 
   of tinsel and starlight

Copyright © Matthew Anish

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Silently the moon rose 
from, it seemed 
The Whispering Trees 
This, I dreamed 

When all is dark and silent 
A Heartstone Moon shall rise 
It's soft light illuminating 
All you meant 

So many things change 
Never a Heartstone Moon 
New seasons to arrange 
Queens, coming soon 

Such mysterious light 
Filled a castle with wonder and delight 
So close, it seemed 
Such a beautiful thing 
Can only be a dream 

Only an Eastern pink sky, 
can fade a moon 
So perfect 
Long, will it lie 
In your heart 

A Heartstone Moon 
Gathered her stars 
Let them play 
Above, a castle 
That will see the dawn soon 

A moon is for dreams 
Stars for love 
This is why... 
Or so it seems 
A starlit sky 
Castle below 
A Heartstone Moon, 

Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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Goodnight Moon by Shiveree

 I've told some of you about this  song- it  is fall incarnate, with a hint of danger
check it out, you will wind up seeking the C.D.....It is haunting!  Visually rich, 
musically beautiful...just ast Christy!!

Copyright © tom bell

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The Other Side of the Moon

     You won't 
be able 
      to turn 
       from the bright shining 
it's gleam 
the dark night
      yet we wonder
yes we wonder
      what's on the dark side of the moon
             Men have walked on this 
         which the 
poets and the ancients 
     In our struggle 
to be free
    of all we call
we have relegated 
     the moon to the realm of
   yet there is 
a "dark side of 
the moon"
       which is known 
to seers, bards
prophers and
whose second sight
allows them to 
penetrate the 
mist enshrouded 

Copyright © Matthew Anish

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The moon

The summer passed so fast
I thought you and I would never last
You told me our memories won’t be just a blast
Ever was I the one to doubt our past.

Clouds were soon hiding the sun
The difficult hadn’t even yet begun
I saw your shadow everywhere I went
I guess that’s just how much you meant.

But even in the darkest hour
The moon was there-a source of power
And each look made you feel so near
A dream to chase the presence of my fear…

Copyright © Gergana Skywalker

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Upon the sea of moonlight

My quiet reflection..........

With the coming of the night

My quiet reflection

Upon the Sea of Moonlight


Upon the Sea of Moonlight

My journey through the night

There is no darkness to fear

For, the light of the moon is here


Soft silver moonbeams.........

More than I can dream

Guides me through the night.......

My journey upon the Sea of Moonlight


The night wind blew.........

Filling my sail..........

Filling me too..........

On my journey's trail


The night wind blew

Far in to the night

The night wind blew

Upon the Sea of Moonlight


For, the sail never flapped

It remained steady

The night wind trapped

Every gust...........

Every eddy


Witnessed only by the night

The silent crossing

Upon the Sea of Moonlight


Within all our dreams

We all take sail

Under moonbeams

The journey's trail


The night wind blows

Upon the Sea of Moonlight


Before dawn

Before the sun rose

The coming of sunlight


The dream world

Travelled at night

With the sail unfurled

Upon the Sea of Moonlight


For some...

The journey never ends right

For  some....

Time to leave the Sea of Moonlight


Your sail, to catch moonbeams

Upon the Sea of Moonlight

To travel, in your dreams

Pushed far into the night


My quiet reflection...........

With the coming of the night

Your quiet reflection

Upon the Sea of Moonlight

Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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I held my Moondusts’ hand
Across the night
She took me
Where I wanted to go
In moonlight
In moon shadow

Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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New Year's Eve

Can’t think about the Year that didn’t last
Can’t fight the time and how it passed so fast…
Voices were cheerful that night
Everyone was full of silver light

I heard the sounds but didn’t care
I couldn’t help but only think and stare…
I dreamed of love that possibly I’ll never share
And of life that was just like a fairytale.

In that second of complete despair
I saw the moon and realized it was all a dare
Then your voice whispered in my ear
Promising me all I needed to hear…

Copyright © Gergana Skywalker

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THE SUN AND MOON DANCE        V Anderson-Throop  2013, June 

 A sky-borne swan
 on the wing
I  face true North
when it is Spring
Forget sore wings
or broken heart---
I heed a call---
tears me apart

No sweeter sky
that soars the mind---
 when sun and moon
 Dance side by side

North Summer nights---
the white nights call---
there is no time
to fret or stall---
no excuses, no one to blame
in heading North
There is no shame.

Thru White nights dance
both sun and moon
no lover's parting 
Arrives too soon

In icy Spring
 Like Grandma's broom
The white night's sweep
Life into bloom

Midsummer night
Snow-dark has fled
And time has flown
My True Love's bed.

 Over these mountains
Like Grandma's broom
The white night's sweep
Life into bloom--

 Thru White nights dance
both sun and moon
no lover's parting 
arrives too soon.

 Hang on tight--
If you dare
Travel light,
for it is far.
Come,  Darlin' Love,
 share this delight
No thrill soars past
My white North Nights

imagine time
that never ends---
 bodies entwined---
eternal blend


 June 2013

V Anderson-Throop

Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop

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No mind to wait
From the pained wind
Down's moon
For the last siren.

I got that feeling
Everywhere I go she will 
Be watching me from above.

Copyright © George Zamalea

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Desire is held in noble dream, inspired by the silence of night,
Willed to the merciless cold of senility, in a chill of evening darkness...
Our hands reach out to the perilous sky to catch a moon so still,
In the breadth of stars no dawn entombs us, as we cry for tomorrow rise

For the moon instills no shadow, nor rays that grace the dawn,
Nor buds of grass that silent grow where sincerity is born;
Like the simple sign of our quick decent into thoughts beyond the night
Or things obscured by spoken words, when a cooler breeze arrives

Come oh sun in solitude, rise children from their sleep,
Allow that that gives a faithful clue, to bid the night farewell,
Listen the call of a mockingbird, note lines on sincerity,
And caresses the daybreak with its early beams of light

By M.Norton

Copyright © Mark Norton

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a Gentle Moon

Gaze into this brighter side                            
Into the transition as autumn passes,
Still in the solitude of what exists
Waits this winters passage
Beneath the ray from a gentle moon 

For all is past, as dusk escaped  
Into once it’s fallen structures; 
To let the dusk bestow itself 
Into the makeup of the darkness
Beneath one ray from a gentle moon

Wait ‘till time in weary sunder  
Appears with the makeup of it’s time,                                                                                                                                         
And morality left to the spirit seen
Is lost and gone astray 
Beneath our gentle moon

Copyright © Mark Norton

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May I

May I ask you for this dance; 
maybe lead to a little romance,  
in the middle of the midnight 
moon light,
After the first may I ask for
the second,  
chances our takin were dancing like?  
You and me in the moon light, 
waiting for sun,
laughing and carrying on,
like two kids with a candy spoon,
wishing and hoping on a shooting 
star for another may I.

Copyright © Robert Bessel

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Yellow moon sea

How startling the clarity,
the sky
Above Yellow Moon Sea
Deepest blue,
of a sky
Above Yellow Moon Sea
A moons' gentle caress
On a sea, so still
Perfect reflections
In me...
In you...
New directions
Somethings are always free
Colour too
On Yellow Moon Sea
On the vastness inside of me
I looked for you
On Yellow Moon Sea
On the vastness inside of me
I looked for you
On Yellow Moon Sea
Gentle loving from me
I took you,
on Yellow Moon Sea
My heart, as liquid
Deep too
What you mean to me
On Yellow Moon Sea
I cannot wait
Yet, I cannot stay
What can be
On Yellow Moon Sea
I will miss you...
If you cannot stay
So completely
On Yellow Moon Sea
So, come with me
Such startling clarity
Such intensity
On Yellow Moon Sea

Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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The Ballad of Intimate Darkness

Through light of day and darkness of my heartbeat
My love for you, you shall see
Twelve Angel's smiles beyond this artists' cold feet
Whose legs once belonged to me
The sun and moon can marry not another
More perfect than you to me
And the evening can not break the time we share
My love for you, you shall see
A soft man you gave kisses to walked half the Earth
With legs that belonged to me
Whose only pure thought was that of a dove
To love and set you free

Now this is the time that your eyes may have read
My love for you, you shall see
If I am the shadow that can not move on
With legs that belong to me
The ink I have written will become the blood
And sin will haunt over me
Because of my veins, myself I have opened
My love for you , you shall see

The eyes of men, with envy and magic
Tempted your true love from me
And not to be jealous I smile as the victim
My love for you, you shall see
With feet that the demons or Angel's may swear
Are legs that belong to me

Yet her necklace massages her as if I
Were holding her closer to me
My body more dust than can be
Often my reflection she sees in the mirror
My love for her, she will see
And memories may move her hand to caress
Legs that once belonged to me

For the moon and the sun will eclipse out of love
As the legs that once belonged to me
Through heaven and hell I shall still feel her moisture
On the legs that once belonged to me
From the turning of wind on the teardrops of kin
And the burning with-in of my shadows and sin
Away, free as a bird she shall be
My fond love for her, she shall see

Copyright © Johnny Sumler

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Moon On The Run

While moonlight fades from day parades 
for battles lost or won; 
and city lights show dimly bright 
their nightly random glow, 
we tell the tales of mystery 
as minstrel songs are sung 
to spirits of the silent night 
reconstituting Poe. 

Compassionate communion made 
as all await the sun, 
with glasses raised in fare-thee-well 
to moonlight on the run. 

Now listen to the west wind blow 
the lonely poplar twig, 
as brittle leaves in trees begin 
to rattle with the flow. 
We gather up a cord of wood 
for fire and make it big; 
but just enough to warm the soul 
as flame and fire burn slow. 

The liquid blue cathedral sheen 
of countless silver stars 
shines bright infusing light tonight 
as part of God's routine 
and we, uniquely blessed with so 
much more than less by far 
now gather here to share each year 
this loving, joyous scene. 

A bold and young astronomer 
observes the red orb Mars; 
he looks with pride and points straight up 
then blows a kiss to stars - 
a young man more excited 
with his universe than cars. 

We join in friendship circle 
here and pledge our common soul 
as each and every member sends 
a special thought to God. 
I feel the thrust of nature like 
a bud to blossom whole 
and gaze at space until the blur 
of blue is just facade - 
a universal miracle 
like diamonds formed from coal 
are equal to not better than 
the lowest locust pod. 

Compassionate communion made, 
as we await the sun, 
with glasses raised in fare-thee-well 
to moonlight on the run. 


Copyright © tom mcmurray

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Sun and Moon Flowers

                                                           Sun and Moon Flowers

                                             These flowers have come from God above,
                                             And reflect the sun and moon.
                                             We must enjoy their beauty now
                                             For their beauty will leave us soon.

                                             It’s from the garden there below
                                             That they’ve been blessed by God.
                                             He’s given us their beauty,
                                             And we’ve unearthed them from the sod.

                                             The bright flowers in the vase,
                                             They reflect the sun.
                                             The pale flowers reflect the moon we see
                                             When the day is done.

                                             These flowers we will cherish
                                             Just like the sun and moon above,
                                             And be thankful that they’re given
                                             With God’s blessing and His love.

Copyright © Ronald E. Hignite

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The lakes edge 
Shone in silver light 
A moon , so bright, 
in a dark forest night 

The moon rose silently 
In a clear starlight sky 
The creatures of the night 
Came out in a dark forest, 
to play, in moonlight 

Such unnaturally tall trees, 
with no branches in sight 
No leaves 
Stood still 
In a dark forest 
Under moonlight 

As I drew closer 
The tall trees were all in a row 
No branches in sight 
I pulled away the tangled vines 
I could see... 
Masts, spars ropes and lines 

The ships! 
The wood in which a ship is made 
Returned to the dark forest 
Where the keel was shaped and laid 

The wooden ships that carried the Heartstone 
Across a sea, so blue 
Had returned to a forest 
That the timbers once knew 

When a ship comes to die 
It must return 
To where its timbers were born 
A ship to lie.... 
Amongst the trees 
The masts, swaying in a gentle breeze 

The whispering trees 
Took the ships 
Took the wood 
Made it their own 
As any magic could 

In a dark forest 
Graceful ships of wood 
No longer hear the sea roar 
instead of sails they once wore 
They hear birds singing 
Leaves rustle 
Masts creaking 

Ships, run aground 
In a dark forest 
Back to wood 
Back to trees 
Waiting to be found 
Leaves replaced sails 
Spars became branches 
Became something new 

Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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The rising foot hills
Made the air crisp and clear
Moondusts’ horse playfully nibbled
Our shoulders
We loved to have him near

Such tall trees
of Redwood, Beech and Fir
So many small flowers
We passed on our way
The colours
Like jewels
On an emerald blanket, they lay

The sparkle in Aquilas’ eyes
Is for me
That mortals
Have magic too
They just don’t know it
Yet, I sense it
Powerful and strong
In the love of my poet

 I sense here
We will find soon
The nest
Of us
In the place of The Rising Moon

The night will bring
A Rising Moon
In it’s silver light
Our place, our home
Our everything

Such clear light
From the moon and stars
In the valley
We could see the castle
Our place, our home
Our everything

I felt the warmth
Of Aquilas’ hand
In mine
This is more than magic
The  place of the rising moon
In the Valley of Stars
It is in the grand design

Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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New Moon

New moon
New leaf
New sorrow
New grief

New pain and suffering
Never ending, never dying
Not a soul, not a sinner
Never wishing, never crying

Now a time, then a place
First a heart, then a spade
Next of kin, next in line
Never being, never made

Not to be mistaken for
Not to be forgiven from
Never to be damaged for
Banished to or driven from

Take my hand, take it now
Take it while you can
Take your time forever
Help me understand

Take it to the smithy
He'll bash it out for you
Take your heart to Hylda
She'll bare it on the wall

Take it to the jester
He'll figure out the gist
Who can see your mind
Who can hear your fist

Take it home to Linah
She'll box it up for you
Serve it to you backwards
Send you to the zoo

New moon never rising
New leaf never dying
New sorrow never sown
New grief never known

Take your mother by the hand
Touch her soft and gentle soul
Touch your brother, take his hand
Take his burden, feel him stand

Dear Linah, sweet goddess
Please tell me, is it you?
Catch the breeze, catch the wave
Feel your heart drift away

Copyright © Mike Martin

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Moonless drawing

Can't you see,
how the moon beams drunk the spring,
for the blind stars won't look in it?!
Can't you hear,
their slap on the sand,
wcich killed the sleeping buttercup,
because it declined its colour?!
Can't you feel
that the yellow curse
is going to obsess my hair
and kill our love?!
Therefore,wipe out with a rubber
the moon on the picture,
before you have coloured it yellow.

Love is born only in the moonless nights.

Copyright © Rumiana Borisova

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Blue Moon

Once in a blue moon
The stars align my way
It always starts out looking
Like it’s going to be my day

I thought I’d take a picture
And then decided no
That would just be foolish
How would anybody know

And so I took a hike instead
Out where the buffalo roam
A lovely maiden called for me
But of course I wasn’t home

I went out to a prairie dance
Got drunk on railroad gin
As I snored a brakeman’s dream
They say my ship came in

I wasn’t there so that’s all fair
They say you snooze you loose 
The next blue moon will be here soon
And I’ll lay off the booze

                             Copyright © Mike Martin 2015

Copyright © Mike Martin

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Beautiful Halloween Night

Silver moonbeams shine from the full moon 
On a Halloween night.
Trick or treaters weave back and forth collecting candy
And other assorted goodies on this 
Beautiful Halloween night.
Scary stories are told around a fireplace. 
 A witch flies on a broom across the moon cackling 
On this beautiful Halloween night.
 A midnight breeze blows through the trees 
On this beautiful Halloween night.
A vampire lurks in the shadows looking for prey 
On this beautiful Halloween night.
Feys and faeries dance across the silver moonbeams  
on this beautiful Halloween night

Copyright © Cheyenne Nienhueser

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the hunter moon

the hunter moon orange glow shine'th
spray red rays on the waves 
as big whales blow bubbles overhead 
and males fight for a mate

Copyright © Barbara Washington

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If you told me
I’d touch the moon at night
Pull it above our heads
That lovers lost the sight

If you told me
I’d leave the moon for sure
Nothing was too far
Nothing could obscure

If you told me 
I’d keep the moon in safe
Bend to your craving
We’d sway on the grape

If you told me
I’m staring at the moon above
I have nothing to give you
Not even my love.

Copyright © John Rey Canon

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The Stars of the Night

 The Stars of the night tell so much
 but without the bright moon It may not tell all
with the moon, the stars are beautiful and can tell all

The stars show how I Love You as you look up in the night
as we look up from different skys of the night, we know each of us is looking up

The stars of the night skys are so beautiful as the moon shines bright with them!

Copyright © Brian Baskin

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For Thee


You are my moon 

My sun

 My rock 

For the moon protects me at night 

And the sun guides me through the day 

As the rock keeps me solid 

A voice so gentle, but true 

I look at the land of green 

The sky of blue 

Tis You, Your love, Your hand 

I will pick up the pen and paper for Thee 

And write the sweetest love letter I could ever prepare 

How you carried me through the endless sorrows 

The rivers of tears 

The hopeless hours 

How I dedicate to Thee 

In the morning 

And here we are 

Yes, I'm a fool 

To walk the road without 

I'm empty and useless with myself

Copyright © Sky Lesco