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Villanelle Moon Poems | Villanelle Poems About Moon

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Although the moon shines bright

The night looms dark tonight,
All alone without thee
Although the moon shines bright.

I know no bound, my plight
Missing your pleasant glee
The night looms dark tonight.

Silhouettes deepen my fright
Sans you to embrace me
Although the moon shines bright.

I do not have the might
To move on without thee
The night looms dark tonight.

I cannot see a sight
As your thoughts blinded me
Although the moon shines bright.

 Oh!, how will be the nights
Without you beside me.
The night looms dark tonight
Although the moon shines bright.

Copyright © Rajkumar Thoungamba Meitei

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Blood Moon


Blood moon embraces the night
Flaming sky crimson glow
Words spoken end in sight

Darkness taking over a dying light
Dreams rest on a cloud of doubt
Blood moon embraces the night

Searching for souls wrong or right
As the silent night surrounds 
Words spoken end in sight

Blessed words reviled so bright
That sat souls afire
Blood moon embraces the night

Holding tight souls take to flight
Filling hearts and minds
Words reviled end in sight

Somewhere a peaceful height
Crimson sky did shine
Blood moon embraces the night
Words reviled end in sight
 

Copyright © Karen Fitzpatrick

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Full Moon Crest

As I watch a creamed-full moon come to crest,
a darkened backdrop takes thoughts away;
into the night of heaven, where loved ones rest.

I stop for a moment to ease my aching breast,
releasing inward feelings I want to convey;
as I watch a creamed-full moon come to crest.

To have known and loved, I have been blest,
even to have known them for just one day.
Into the night of heaven, where loved ones rest.

I know humanly emotions are put to test,
when great trials of tribulations heavily weigh;
as I watch a creamed-full moon come to crest.

Someday all worldly possessions I will bequest,
somewhere my mortal bones will forever lay.
Into the night of heaven, where loved ones rest.

Even though my life is lively, still full of zest,
I will always long for the ones, who could not stay;
as I watch a creamed-full moon come to crest.
Into the night of heaven, where loved ones rest.

Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey

Copyright © Caryl Muzzey

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I AMUSE MYSELF

When no one else is around 
I AMUSE MYSELF while sitting down
And bring myself loads of joy when I pretend to be 
A stand-up comedian amusing all my friends.

I amuse myself then.
Nothing else to do while sitting in the pews.
I might as well count my blessings, and
I AMUSE myself while confessing.

When the day is gone I'm sleeping I amuse
Myself with my nightmares as I'M screaming

I amuse myself with fun and jokes GALES of
Laughter thereafter.  FUNNY patrols the halls 
Of speckled jest. HA! I amuse myself at my
Own request.

When muscles are weak from laughters cause
I amuse myself with my APPLAUSE.
I create a funny story recite it to myself
And listen to my own glee.

I amuse myself with peals of SPASTIC 
HILARITY.  With trick and folly it's all the
Same.  I amuse myself with silly games

At the end of the day I'm amused by the moon
As though it sits beneath its HALO  laughing quietly
At me.


Copyright © VAL BROOKLYN Rogers BLK PANTHER

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Selene

The moon hangs bold yet serene
In its pool of molten moonlight
When the night belongs to Selene.

When the night bleeds aubergine
Into the folds of daylight, 
The moon hangs bold yet serene.

The sky and the ocean convene
As lazy waves drag hazy starlight,
When the night belongs to Selene.

When the night sky crowns its queen
With stars of the purest white,
The moon hangs bold yet serene.

Her opulence lingers between
Fragments of essence and sleight
When the night belongs to Selene.

We worship her peaceful routine,
Performed from magnificent heights.
The moon hangs bold yet serene
When the night belongs to Selene.

Copyright © Heather Ober

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The Play of Light

I love to watch the play of light
As I look out across the bay
On moonlit waters clear and bright.

It’s magic on a summer’s night,
This feeling, oh, I cannot say :
I love to watch the play of light.

Upon the shore, waves shining white,
Rolling, splashing as they play
On moonlit waters clear and bright.

Now spangled stars come into sight
To mark the ending of the day.
I love to watch their play of light.

So soon the moon is at its height
Where from it shoots a single ray
On moonlit waters clear and bright.

She sails away just like a kite –
Oh please don’t go, can you not stay ?
I love to watch the play of light
On moonlit waters clear and bright.

Copyright © Mike Jones

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A Baby Cries

A baby cries for reasons quite unclear; 
The weather vane atop the barn spins round. 
And we gaze at the orange moon with fear. 

A comet streaks above but we can't hear, 
Its fiery burn occurs without a sound. 
A baby cries for reasons quite unclear. 

The rocket rises through the atmosphere 
But to the earth are most men ever bound. 
And we gaze at the orange moon with fear. 

The cryptic light of winking stars seems near 
Though speed of light serves only to confound; 
A baby cries for reasons quite unclear. 

On earth a broken heart will cause a tear 
To fall upon the richly dampened ground; 
And we gaze at the orange moon with fear. 

Three hundred sixty-five completes the year 
As love and life continue to astound; 
A baby cries for reasons quite unclear 
And we gaze at the orange moon with fear. 










Copyright © tom mcmurray

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The Moon Orphaned

The moon orphaned as the sun rose in the east
By stars forsaking revered celestial sphere.
The dawn brings new hope to a broken heart at least.

The ethereal light’s shadows concealing the beast - 
With evil intent and burning eyes they leer.
The moon orphaned as the sun rose in the east.

Dreams are shattered and joyous spirit ceased.
The music notes of nature I no longer hear.
The dawn brings new hope to a broken heart at least.

On thoughts of revenge, our tortured minds will feast.
Alone in the dark our pillow with hot tears smear.
The moon orphaned as the sun rose in the east.

Fermenting forgotten slights in hatred like yeast - 
In fervent memory your betrayal now sere.
The dawn brings new hope to a broken heart at least.

With promises of passionate adoration teased - 
Your vision embraced by me and always dear.
The moon orphaned as the sun rose in the east.
The dawn brings new hope to a broken heart at least.

Copyright © Suzette Richards