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Details | Pantoum | |

MAGICAL MOONLIGHT - A PANTOUM

I watch moonbeams dance on an inky sea Clouds drift on by, oh how the moon does shine Moonlight shadows always fascinate me This ever-changing scene is so divine Clouds drift on by, oh how the moon does shine As I stroll down to the sea late at night This ever-changing scene is so divine Stars are twinkling, giving celestial light As I stroll down to the sea late at night I’m captivated by such stunning skies Stars are twinkling, giving celestial light Until the morning sun begins to rise I’m captivated by such stunning skies Moonlight shadows always fascinate me Until the morning sun begins to rise I watch moonbeams dance on an inky sea Contest A Pantoum - A poet’s Choice. Sponsored by Eve Roper My personal best of 2016 - This is the first time I tried this form and I absolutely loved the end result Entered into contest sponsored by Frank Herrera 22~03~16

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016

Details | Kimo | |

- Sweet Moon -



     Silver sprinkle moving across the dreams
     Silhouetted by the moon
     O ... such a peaceful night





     13.04.2015 A-L Andresen :)
     Kimo : three lines of 10, 7, and 6 syllables
     Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2015

Details | Sijo | |

Night-Blooming Jasmine

Night-Blooming Jasmine
expert seducer with soft silky lips, silver blue moon sweetly kisses a slumbering beauty awakening desire; greeting her lover, Night-Blooming Jasmine unfolds perfumed petals

Copyright © Pandita Sanchez | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse | |

Wood Stages

I Death Wood

My skeleton, the trembling tree,
hit by the axes of ambulances
due to the decay of disease.
My muscles languish as wilted leaves.
My organs are rotting red apples.
My soul is the searing wind, while
my thoughts tick like termites.

The ivy of MS illness wraps with
waste around my twisted trunk.
Suddenly, spiders of suicide 
descend onto my branches.
They crawl across my broken bark,
crackling my rustic eyesight.

The sun, a golden unicorn, gone
into the forest of healthy laughter.
My wilted wood wanes in a cloud coma
with no moon, stars or watercolor sky.
Where are my wildflowers? 
Where is my green gleam?
I wait and wish for black lighting.

II Birth Wood

My family, the fog where most
float in the underworld as veiled
ghosts along the grassy grounds.
My thirsty roots reach for them
like wild hands hungry in ebony soil.
Sometimes their memory perfumes
and pollinates my heart with prayers.

My friends are a flock of birds that
become singing bracelets upon my bark.
Their feathers grace me like silk hope.
Their beaks devour the suicide spiders
on my weak wood, and their cheerful 
songs encourage me to bloom once again. 

Full moon flashes as a white wizard,
wearing a cloak of competitive clouds,
while moody night smolders as his black hat.
Spirals of opal light make my bark bright.
Spirit moonbeams weave within my wood,
healing hollow shadows, and allowing me to 
taste the monthly midnight milk of magic.

III Rain Wood

Spring steams with saturating rainfall,
sealing my splinters, washing away webs,
and the dirt of daily depression. 
My sap slides like a slow moving sea.
My tree bends and bows in all
directions, sprouting with joy.
Jade fire erupts along my branches.

Raindrops beat like crystal hearts
upon my boughs and my blossoms.
These clear spheres of nature inspire 
rebirth and germination of all life.
My apples sing as flutes, my leaves
clap hands, and my trunk plays harp.

My lover, the lone eagle, appears and flaps
his feathered wings upon my wooden nest.
Our love is best lived in traveling weather.
My limbs taste the last drops of dissipating dew
as the crocheting clouds release final rivers.
Deer court in the fermenting forest,
while golden unicorn grazes upon me.

February 7th 2008

Sponsor: A Poet Destroyer
Contest: 100 in a ROW contest--3

Copyright © Chantelle Anne Cooke | Year Posted 2015

Details | Verse | |

Creature In The Night

Where cold stars exist in the dark,
serene winds whisper to trees
and scarce human ears can listen,
lone songs wail in the distance
in frozen moon's silver spotlight,
a mark left where paws had paused.











Written by: January 16th, 2015


Inspired by creature #3 Coyote

nette onclaud's contest - NIGHT CREATURES


This poem was also inspired by actual events. A few weeks ago, I discovered 
some large animal paw prints that were left in the snow, near my home. I later
found out that the tracks were made by a wolf.

Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2015

Details | Verse | |

MOONLIGHT SHADOW

Silhouetted in the early morn Five black crows await the breaking dawn Sitting still and silent in a row Their shadows cast a forbidding glow Dusk turns to dawn as daylight breaks Dark skies fade as the world awakes The moonlight pales in the morning light Soon to rise again and welcome night Jan Allison 24th March 2015 form used - Ekphrasis Black and White film Photography – A V Giorgio ~awarded 3rd place~

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015

Details | Sonnet | |

Ode to Autumn

Earth’s sphere of fire bids adieu to me

As dying embers gleam across the sea

In rare hues reflected by autumn trees,

Swirling in motion with October’s breeze.



I feel the joy this season has to share

In golden harvest that the branches bear,

And I am thankful for this blessed year,

For divine abundance I share so dear.



The sun and moon take on a special glow

As thunder clouds move swiftly with the flow.

Yes, autumn coaxes feelings to revive,

Those mem’ries of past seasons still alive.



When autumn spreads her dress of lacey frost

I know, in breathless beauty, I’ll be lost.



© Connie Marcum Wong

Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse | |

- Moonlight Dream -



    Open the gate and step into the night's adventure
    A golden full moon hovering in world of his own
    The moonlight is magical
    Night darkness under the moon dew glistens
    Where the diamonds - the emeralds and
    the jewels shine among all the golden
    Golden light envelops water pearl luster
    in a bed of cotton
    As the waves swell
    in the ocean
    Carefully the wind plays
    over the harp
    Interaction with the moonlight
    and the dream that is my own





  30.03.2014
  A-L Andresen :)




  

Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2014

Details | Sijo | |

My Dance Partners - Visual 2

A gallant moon extends gold fingers to me on the dance floor
as I slip my legs into the chorus line of tall, green grass with ease.
Like a spiraling leaf, I’m free until eyes freeze upon his tracks.  
 

Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015

Details | Personification | |

Wake Me, The Owl, When The Moon Does Rise

Wake me, the owl, when the moon does rise
and his golden beams illuminate the skies,
when the darkness flees and the time just flies
and the cold, crystal stars twinkle in our eyes.

Nothing could keep me from basking in your glow
not lightning, not thunder, not even rain or snow,
I'm not moving from my branch, so let the winds blow
his crescent smile is never lost, this I surely know.

So easily the moon enchants and takes me by the wing
which causes my heart to flutter, and serenade and sing,
The daytime sun does not possess the charm that he can bring
when under his nightly influence, you can imagine anything.

Still, no dream can entice me to sleep in a little late
and miss the wonder of the moment, O, I cannot wait,
to see him there hurrying along, not to miss a date
then up above the hills to meet me at my wooden gate.

I'll wait right here, nestled up high in the maple tree
where you will hear my echoed call, but hardly ever see,
a little, lonesome night owl is what I will always be
when the moon does rise, just promise you'll wake me.










Written on February 6th, 2016

Owls Personification Contest

Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme | |

Half-Lit Moon

Haze up in the heavens encircles this orb.
Half-dark, half-light, shines from above.
Twinkles of light appear to absorb.
Fractions of darkness within lighted glove,

Speaking to lovers held in each other’s arms.
Answering questions of science to some,
Floating around spreading blessed charms,
Listening close at times, hearing a hum.

Lovers for centuries, graciously, captured by,
Sweet serenity and magical mystery,
Others entranced with secrets, which fly.
From words written and spoken in history.

Satellite, orb, lady, they are all the same.
Mythical goddesses, gripped in flame.
These tales have spread so many games.
This object seen most nights has no shame.

Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2010

Details | Rhyme | |

When The Sun Sets

When the sun sets, The stars shine with no regrets. Darkness fills the air, The moon gives light with every care. The darkness is easier to walk through, Every light shining is so pure and true. Guidence forever are the stars in the sky, With them we find our places lifted so high. Forever is the moon to cast light upon us all, We become encouraged to stand firm and tall. The stars shine with no regrets, When the sun sets.

When the sun sets, Shining its powerful light it never forgets. Though light fades to darkness, It comes about with alertness. Shadows before the eye can see, The little shining light is enough to set us free. Sometimes we are afraid to walk alone in the dark, From which we were given a caustic remark. Guidance Forever is the changing of dark and light, It helps us to be strong and make one last fight. Forever are the shadows lurking at every turning point, If we give in it is ourselves we disappoint. Shining its powerful light it never forgets, When the sun sets.

When the sun sets, The sky is filled with wonderful colors that the ocean reflects. All the animals of the sea, Come forth creating a musical harmony. The waves crash upon the shore, Washing up new sand to the ocean floor. Its a beautiful site to see, The ocean sounds are calmingly free. Who's to say the ocean isn't peaceful get away, Its a calming place to relax and stay. The sky is filled with wonderful colors that the ocean reflects, When the sun sets.

Copyright © Tyler Knapp | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse | |

Sitting with the Moon

I will sit on the porch, with the August moon
      The old swing sways, with a sleepy croon
         ... softly humming to make me smile                                *
                        In soothing rhythm, all the while
                            while shadowed moonlight knows our tune

A lonely owl, and then a lark,
    calls out to me, within the dark
          Starlight glistens, this peaceful night,
                      while the moon and I,  together, listen                                   *

How softly evening whispers twirl, and stir the branches in the breeze
   The falling leaves around me curl,
                            to fall asleep beneath the trees

I'll make a wish, and close my eyes
          and drink the splendid moonlit night

            I will sit with the moon for awhile....
                 while keeping me company, with its gentle light....

*           
      *                              *          
                            *




Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2009

Details | Free verse | |

Happy Solitude

Co-authored by: Teddy Kimathi


Sometimes I find bliss
lying on a carpet of grass,
and gazing at the moon -
wondering whether it knows
that stars surround it every time;
wondering whether it knows some
people have worshiped it for eons
until now;
wondering whether it knows I'm
staring at it......

Entrapped by beauty
enslaved to everlasting solitude
ages come and go
the peace of time remains; to the
--desolate surface of the barren night
wondering whether it knows,
I'm mesmerized by its natural state
with Solace to the open mind
my spirit that of a recluse
Wondering whether it knows
the silent open sky is the enigma
emerging from beyond, finding bliss,
wondering whether it knows I'm
captivated.....

~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~

Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2015

Details | Ballade | |

Moon and Sun

Although we meet the dying day Our sun ensconced in melting blue The moon’s held high to swing and sway Her light may sprinkle, softest hue No other reason but for you There’s a time when all stars must go When the sky can hold only two And that is when my love will grow. One night, the whitest white will stray Snowflakes sticking to dying rue The sun may flash its final ray But after that, the golden’s through And once again the night is new We’ll let the winters beauty show The fireplace our burning cue And that is when my love will grow. There is a time in early May When flowers bloom and spring is new Then laughter shakes as children play Shrieking with fun that’s over-due Who could cry today, guess a few. . . I’ve felt the sunshine’s warmest glow One day I’ll feel your warmest, too And that is when my love will grow. When sunshine fades, moon glows anew; And when she dips once more, he’ll go And when they’re in the sky, just two- And that is when my love will grow.

Copyright © Dana Smith | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse | |

- Magical Mood -


    Moonlight .... watching over the dark
    Let your thoughts wander in silence murmur
    Capture in your hands a little moonlight veil

    Quiet moments that break down
    Raspy cry of a swan couple
    Ears and eyes watching in the night magical mood

    The sparkling silence is gone - eternal contrasts
    Background sound from the stream that roars
    The air is filled with pure truth - the night turns into a new day






    18.05.2014
    A-L Andresen :)
    Copyright © All Rights Reserved 

Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2014

Details | Monoku | |

Monoku

gnarled limbs inside a full moon - frost bit

For Monoku Contest
sponsored by Silent One
July 9, 2016

Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2012

Details | Choka | |

Blame It On the Moon

I dare you to say,
"It's because of the full moon."
My heart is not made of iron.
No magnetism 
Pulls me like the ocean's tide,
Holding me here by your side.

Instead, please tell me
That our hearts will beat as one
Regardless of the moon or sun.
Say that you'll be here
When we become old and gray...
Then, say the moon made us that way.


Ray Dillard   10-13-11

Copyright © Ray Dillard | Year Posted 2011

Details | Haiku | |

Blue Moon

Brilliant radiance
Splendid celestrial sphere
Shimmering Blue Moon

Copyright © Kim Hilliker | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse | |

SNOW DUST

Melting tears of the moon is snow dust, frozen droplets
Turning into flakes of white icy lace, that cling to the baron
Limbs of the tree tops, for it is winters grace, a frozen
Kiss given unto autumns last sighs of farewell, until
The next seasons change takes place.
Softly floating wisps of thin frozen mists, shifting
Ever lightly, gracefully unto the winds, tenderly
Aloft, free falling paper thin crystals of ice,
Cascading downwards unto the frozen earth below.
Layers of delicate texturing of refineries elegance,
Transforms this landscape of falls color burst, into
A winter wonderland of frost and white icings
Gleaming brilliance.
A kingdom of flickering diamonds is show cased
Beneath the lunar shine, of the light hanging within
The heavens above, a glittering field of gems
Illuminated by the elliptical sphere, Called the moon.
In this picturesque display, the writer ponders
Humbly, to the wonders of nature’s masterful
Hands of creation, to be able to create such 
Beauty on
 this frozen canvas, and the poet
Is left in awes wake of hushed expression.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN

Copyright © cherl dunn | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse | |

Celestial Cycles

There is a sadness
     In the sunset
As the dying sun
     Fades away,
Twilight mourns
     In solemn silhouettes,
And birds retire
     To their nests.

Then at moonrise
     We see a remnant
Of sun’s beauty in
     Its reflected glow
As darkness covers
     Half the Earth—
We slumber, awaiting
     Sun’s glorious rebirth.

© Connie Marcum Wong
July 11, 2015

Open Poetry Contest
Sponsor Charlote Puddifoot



Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2015

Details | Haiku | |

- Haiku X 71 - Glorious Powers -

 

     Dawn will dim the moon
     With storms to heaven tremble
     Holy harmonies











     09.01.2016
     A-L Andresen :)

Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2016

Details | Quatrain | |

Voyeur Moon

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The voyeur moon has promised she

will hide her light tonight and keep

it dark outside if we'll agree

to let her watch us while we sleep

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09/27/2015

Copyright © Lycia Harding | Year Posted 2015

Details | Haiku | |

Mother Moon

Sailing the sky-seas, Ship of light; ship of madness; Mother moon beguiles.

Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse | |

Blue Harvest Moon

Comes silently
on sorrel moccasins

roosted on tortoiseshell
of root cellar

singing, stumbling
in numb imaginings

lit with half-light
vegetables
squeezed in jars
of russet and avocado

above
a cornice of sky
split with laughter
searching
for broken arrowheads
gold and silver among leaves

air billowed white
from lips
soft frail bones
of snowflakes
magically appear
scattering in breath
taken away
into apple night

Copyright © Glen Enloe | Year Posted 2005

Details | Pastoral | |

Moonlight on the Countryside

From deep beyond the canyon rim,
Appearing at first night;
The moon appears upon a whim
And relays its borrowed light.

Then rising there above the knoll,
Through wisps of misty white;
The moonlight falls as flakes of snow
Upon the countryside.

~M

Copyright © Mel Merrill | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme | |

Sassy Sprite

Tinting crimson colored clouds,
a dying sun's flames are fanned.
And as the full moon ascends,
ebony shadows disband.

Luna’s magical rise can
induce a hypnotic trance.
For She is a sassy sprite,
and muse to both song and dance.

She adorns the black of space
like an orchid of the sky.
And when observed in full bloom,
Her beauty warrants a sigh.

Baying wolves pay Her homage,
howling their melodic tune.
And regale the Queen of night,
celebrating each full moon.

Despite pitting skin and scars,
She imbues hope to lost dreams.
And on enchanted evenings,
dances upon sparkling streams.

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015

Details | Haiku | |

Super Moon: March 19, 2011

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO | Year Posted 2011

Details | Quatrain | |

Magic Moon

We stand beneath an unfamiliar moon Where nature's magic weaves a crimson loom To contradict what ancients understood The world survives and has not met its doom
__________________________________________ Contest Sponsored by Eve Roper "Super Moon Eclipse" 10/3/15

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2015

Details | Haiku | |

lake cradles the moon



lake cradles the moon the mournful cry of a loon tender nights of June
for Carol's contest

Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2011