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Goddess of the Moon


                                          Shine, Mediterranean Selene
                                          unique goddess of this dark life
                                          glow with pride and forget the strife
                                          all my nights are lonely and serene.
                                          I'm yours, only yours, pure and clean
                                          and although your distrust is rife
                                          soon, so soon... you'll become my wife
                                          believe these words of sacred mien.

                                          Do not let envy plant those seeds 
                                          of fear, of jealousy and spite
                                          from the demons come those breeds
                                          whose gossip and lies seek our fight
                                          They're who expect your heart concedes
                                          to steal what lives just for your light.

Copyright © Ruben O. | Year Posted 2010

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His Life, His Love: Sailor's Moon

Above a cloud, in soundless, still tumescence,
a goddess rests; below her is the sea.
A strip of it is rippling luminescence,
a path of light in night’s serenity.
A solitary boat now passes through
the lane of radiance.  One man regards
the sky and ocean, both a cobalt blue,
and ponders inspiration of the bards.

For what could man want more than such as this -
-the tranquilness of dark in Luna’s glow!
At times he longs to taste a woman’s kiss
though he embraced this life so long ago. . . 

His gaze is fixed on her who shines above. 
He chose the sea. . . and moon became his love.

For PD's 
the moon- old/new poemsPoetry Contest

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010

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We Walked The Night Sands, Moon Shining Down

We Walked The Night Sands, Moon Shining Down

Walking the white sands by the windy sea
Lost in my deep thoughts of love, you and me
Nights in private, locked in long held embrace
In hearts glow, our most cherished hidden place

I walked flowing hills, where we once danced
Waded flowering meadows, where we romanced
Sun and blue sky both reminded me of you
If only, once again blessed, we could do

We journeyed into Nature and love's bliss
O' how that time, I now so sorely miss
We lost our way, coming storm tore us apart
I could not forgive, when you broke my heart

We walked the night sands, moon shining down
I still see you, in your white flowing gown

R.J. Lindley
June 11th, 1975

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016

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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

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When harvest moon alights, to sail like gauzy lace on through a cloud’s embrace... I watch her mystic rites, as beaming, she excites my lithesome hours of grace. How glorious the view atop a mountain crowned… with lilies all around that settle on her queue, beguiling eve, anew when sparklers reach the ground. Till weaves of dawn advance which ends fine Luna’s trance. -------------- Andrea Diterich's The HexSonnetta Rhyme Scheme: a/bb/aa/b c/dd/cc/d ee ~ the word glorious has 3 syl count~ 8/22/2015

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2015

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The harvest moon appears behind the hill In purest enchantment like so foretold, As her radiant tassels glimmer still Like embroidered lace of russet and gold. From whispering of the ambient breeze, A nightscape etches autumn’s moss and fir Through lucent bowers of glorious trees; Where dragonflies and owls reel on, astir. How bold the prism of a cycle’s ray While September’s moonrise adorns the earth; Igniting bright pageantry on display With holy graces from nature’s rebirth. Till majesty of lit sparkle descends; And once more evenings’ ceremony ends. ----------- 8.28.2016 Sonnet #2 Contest Checked through

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2016

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As Midnight Moon Shines Upon Her Eyes

As Midnight Moon Shines Upon Her Eyes

In a dream world where fantasies abound
shall be where my princess is found
Wrapped in her vision an angelic choir
cherubs singing her heart's desire

Her voice soothes every hearing soul
spreading happiness her daily goal
As midnight moon shines upon her eyes
a thought comes to me so very wise

Surely she could come to me down here
easing my hurt, wash away my fear
A soft gentle touch to my spirit renew
help me find a love any man is due

In a dream world such fantasies exist
your heart's desire, anything on your list

Robert Lindley
March 21, 2001

Note, 1/27/2015 - Modern sonnet, written when my soul was lost
and seeking the path back into happiness, back into a world devoid of misery, heartache and pain.
That night I bowed my head and asked for help. Best decision I ever made. 
For in faith I had then put my trust , over that of my foolish vanity and insufferable pride!
Now looking back, I see the answer came ever so swiftly..
This poem comes from my "private collection" (intended for my children) after my demise and 
is now presented for the first time for others to read..
That night I dreamed of a dark hair angel that came to me and helped me return to the world of the living.
Thats her in my picture given here. My wife now of ten beautiful and happy years!
Bountiful extra blessing of a beautiful son we now share !

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

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Moon is my Muse

Gracing the night as a pale shining sphere
Shedding her beams o'er the land far and near
Gliding along with the curtain of stars
With her companions, bright Venus and Mars

Light all around me reflects on the snow
Bathed in the presence of Luna's fair glow
Moonlight the same over thousands of years
Shines on the earth as a comfort to fears

Moon that is full, or a crescent that wanes
On through the ages, fair Luna remains
Kissing the slumbering earth with her light
Shining in beauty so soft through the night

As the earth does endure, as the ages roll by
May the moon ever shine as a lamp in the sky

~ Written 2/26/13 for the Moon is my Muse Contest. First Place.

Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst | Year Posted 2013

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Blame it on the Moon

              Blame it on the moon

The moon, who’s intentions, I believe
Are not beyond her muses to deceive
Casting down her beams so they reflect
The postures and the features to perfect

For lovers meeting secret sets the scene
Colours dim and svelte will be her sheen
With shadows for effect she does create
So each believe they see their one true mate

The atmosphere she shrouds in mystery
Adding strings of unheard symphony
Sets the mood with melancholy strains
Removes all senses common from their brains

And yet I find myself, I’m not immune
With ease she has me dancing to her tune

Copyright © Richard D Seal | Year Posted 2013

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In Absence of the Soothing Light of Moon

(Sonnet with rhyme on both ends of alternating lines) The starkness of my world now that he’s gone pervades in all I see and hear and feel, but darkness swallows all until the dawn invades. Then what I’ve lost is made more real! I yearn for Moon’s return - her tender light to keep me soothed, for sunshine is my bane. I burn with thoughts of him. I need, each night, to sleep away my longings and the pain. He left, and now he’s far away from me across the globe. Oh, how I love him so! Bereft am I, but he perhaps feels free! My loss means where he is tonight shall glow sweet Moon, caressing him - as once did I, and soon, I’ll face the glare from morning’s sky! For Nicola Byrne's Long Distance Love Poetry Contest

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2012

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Moon Is My Muse

The chill of night holds old remorse Like some old song I've heard before And though a half moon knows the chords Such crescent music strays off course Through dark of night all eyes are blinded Such slender light, so small upturned With strains of sadness so aligned Where even stars weep sad nocturnes Please moon, become the whole you are I need your lamp to see me through Although there are one million stars This night is lonely without you So slight your smile that fills the eye Each falling star will search the sky
___________________________________ For Russell's Contest: Moon Is My Muse 3/3/13

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2013

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Moonlight Dance

(Kyrielle Sonnet)

I believe that God invented dance
because I've seen the horses prance,

and watched dancers intertwine;
a dance by moonlight is divine.

I've giggled as the swirl of leaves
surrendered to an autumn breeze;

thrilled at the dolphin's smooth line
gliding freely through moonlit brine .

I've mocked the robin's bob and run
in comic search for wiggle worm;

winked at stars in heaven's design,
whose dance in moonlight is divine.

Such joyful movement will enchant;
I'm glad that God invented dance.

Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014

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The Moon Is A Mirror

When the moon is full it is my mirror
I wantonly look for your reflection
Clouded thoughts pass by, you become nearer
Stars enhancing your welcomed reception
Intent on gaining deeper perception
Envisioning you looking back at me
The moon brightens to avoid deception
Mentally traveling so cheerfully
Arriving to a place so peacefully
Serenaded by the soothing night sounds
I catch a soft kiss you throw lovingly
No sweeter kisses can ever be found
When the moon is full it is my mirror
My destiny has never been clearer

    An original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner

Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2016

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Under Moldy Soil, Red Moon Overhead

Under Moldy Soil, Red Moon Overhead

Under moldy soil, red moon overhead
lay millions of corpses, wars wasted dead
No bands playing, no sweet angels singing
only ghostly echoes, slowly ringing.

Cools winds blowing across such resting grounds
on dark nights, ghost-whispers its only sounds
Low moans, raging regrets of battle cries
rebukes of those that sold such deadly lies.

Sixth of June, sands give up soft wailing pleas
from beach desert devoid of any trees
Earth laced with spent cartridges , red blood and lead
painful memories, of that war's lost dead.

Under moldy soil, red moon overhead
how we may wish that peace had ruled instead.

R.J. Lindley
June 7th, 1976

Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 	140
Total # Lines: 	17  (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: 	 
Total # Words: 	102

Old Note- War is a necessary evil because mankind needs blood letting to soothe its savage soul.
And thus, is far too often a necessary reaction that insures the survival for the party that is first attacked.

New Notes- 
2. Mankind can not give up making war until it can purge ALL evil from its mortal soul!
Only one way to do that exists..
3. I want to thank the poet that suggested that I go ahead and share this poem from my private writes. 
As it deserves to be read, I now agree with you my good friend..

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016

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Solstice Moon

Her milky, placid orb peers o’er tan hills
As fades the mustard flame of father’s hate
Cool succor soothes sharp burns where rage did spill
His blinding cruelty will at last abate

Our blistered skin, bleached bones white, hills afire
This eve, his fevered madness starts to break
Grim Solstice marks the peak of father’s ire
Soft sunset’s silken shroud engulfs our aches

Sun’s dark flight, burning guilt now gone from sight
His dusty, wild siroccos brought to calm
This night's repose, world bathed in velvet light 
Pale, tranquil seas of Moon’s face like a balm

Pearlescent clouds drift mute across her sphere
Fair promise of monsoons, their healing tears


Shakespearean, Mostly Iambic Pentameter

Copyright © Tom Quigley | Year Posted 2016

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Moonlight and A River Thought

Moonlight and A River Thought

A walk down by the river to settle a worrisome thought
crazy , mixed up mind battles far too many fought
The river's passing with its soothing smooth flowing sound
brings images of angels dancing to the trumpet's sound

Rage not against fate's dark hand nor its unyielding wall
pray for abundant life, pray for gentle mercies on us all
Swift waters flowing in soft, soothing serenity
reminding of Time and perhaps even another Eternity

Moonlight upon waters each glimmering with rippled swirl
reminding of life's sweet love of a beautiful girl
Echoing splashes of fish jumping out into the sky
enjoying a bit of Nature's treasure, not asking why

A river thought, stored in the mind's deep treasure vault
Place and time, life's dream in which tis blessed to be caught

Robert J.  Lindley

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016

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Beauty's Keeper

She lived inside a hut within the wood-
a strange and lovely woman, nature’s child.
They said she was a witch, but she was good,
a friend to all the creatures of the wild.

The solitary wolf she’d come across,
though wounded, was a living work of art.
He lay beneath the moon with coat of gloss
and eyes that sadly shone; he stole her heart.

He loved her; she admired his grace and might,
and so she sorrowed when he howled with pain,
for when the swollen moon glowed in the night,
she had to keep him fettered with a chain.

That true and feral beauty that she leashed -
was strangely what first drew her to the beast.

For the True Beauty (ending twist) old poems acceptable Contest of Sandy Ivy D

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011

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A child was I in Space Odyssey awe
  when rocketeers on lunar ascent shone;
In Sea of Tranquility my eyes saw
  Ground Control to Major Tom...engines on! 
New age Columbus kings voyage and realm
  in ships on alien frontiers stranded;
new worlds beyond and Earth men at the helm
  till"the Eagle has landed".
Mission to scout astral planes in deep space
  led Command Module on orbiting stay,
leaving flag and footprint in human trace
  on re-entry splashdown on the eighth day.
In your tin can you rode the sonic boom
to the stars on the dark side of the moon.

                   May 1992

Copyright © Keith Trestrail | Year Posted 2014

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Dream Keeper

The moon and stars, together scheme
to trespass, searching through the air
until they find my window sill  -
Caressing me with fragile streams
their fingers, stroking, tussled hair
as tender as a mother will

As if to keep my dreams alive
they keep a watch against the dawn
and calm me in my restless sleep -
I'll let the gentle night contrive
a plan to help me sail upon
a cloud, where dreams are mine to keep

The moon and stars together scheme
As if to keep my dreams alive

Cornish Sonnet: 

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2014

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Lure of the Moon

The tingling sound of the moon does lift me I float towards the heavens where I'm free I reach to the light that emanates there Beauty is like none that I can compare Swirling right near my head are the dark clouds It looks like this night sky has some dim shrouds The ground below me is moving away As I slowly, but surely, upwards sway I start to breathe the colder air that’s high The moon is getting bigger as I fly I see imperfections of the moon’s face Stars blink messages, I try to keep pace That grand lure of the moon that’s before me Brings me higher than I could ever see Russell Sivey

Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2014

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Come4tunes and comfort me - My frenemy's best birthday wishes

2day once more was fun day, because the sun was there:
Of course! Like all the sundays, as usually they were...
if only you were there 4 me, and not 4 all together!
The sun has gone, and in the mood, it's moon day that begins 

and all around the ticking sounds that I hear all around me,
there's suddenly my Blackberry: a ringtone's sent to me.
As yesterday was 'gain your birthday, told the ringtone sent to me,
As usual, I'm sending you 4 tunes to comfort me;

because I know that once again, as for many a birthday
you surely still are thinking of the things that run the same way:
There is The Sun, there is The Belle and Moon day !s their frenemy's day;

and I am used to sail away for it's too hard to see
that your stubborness clings to him and it won't let us be...
Goodbye, my love; I hope next year you'll come4tunes to comfort me.  

Copyright © Voahanitriniaina Rabary-Andriamanday | Year Posted 2012

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Across farthest hills, silent moonlight spills
To wash away the dark, to overflow
With golden rays splaying the land it fills
And paints every plant in darkened meadow
With clouds below a crumbled curtain hung
To filter soft moonlight that fall and flow
Through every limb this gentle string is strung
This flickering vine lays still, crawling slow
A rising orb, this gentle yellow moon
Will fill each searching eye, where romance lives
And contains a wish, where love's dreams commune
To caress the yearning soul, that moonlight gives

Beneath this gold moon where heartbeats find breath
They'll hear a melody from moon's celeste

Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2014

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Moon is My Muse

Luna in grandeur, skirts the heavens by night 
Her beauty reflects wholly on all within sight
While her crystalline brilliance expand the skies
Illuminating thoughts and dreams aspire  

She arrests admiring eyes that micmic stars
And softens hearts of the most stalwart of Bards
In the realm of dreamscape, an influential muse
Lighting many a pathway with the sun, her fuse

Mellow is her mood and soft be her touch
In calming silence she carries the torch
Through pitch black nights she stands watch
Stirring imaginings with emotions to match

Gently, she nudges the ebb and flow of tides
From granite pavillions on her chariot rides
Note:  For "Moon is My Muse" Contest

Copyright © Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick | Year Posted 2013

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Blood Moon

Tis not our fare to see the face of God
Nor speak in tounge to those who never hear,
They dare not come and go, is this not odd
as some would please, forgetting how to fear?

And also, let us hear it, one more thing,
we'll tremble to our end, if gazing on this moon,
some say is painted blood, to look will bring
an agony that won't leave us too soon.

The eyes must turn away, or die the death,
and leave one bitter cold from just the dare
to look on it, to see the dragon's breath,
'twil bring one to believe what's never there.

And lunar madness never calls to mind
the evil waiting there for you to find. 
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet

Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2014

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Moon is my muse,

Oh silver moon, such sweet delight
Stimulating my craving mind
Searching for words that I cannot find
May I share your knowledge; can you make my heart bright
Free me from the emptiness I try to leave behind
Help me find the words that I need to combined
Inspire me as you do every single night

 Oh gorgeous moon, my dearest friend
Set my imagination, light the fuse
Make it spark until the end
Creativity is a treasure to never lose
Give me the wisdom that you wish to send
Always and forever you are my muse

Copyright © Julie Alcin | Year Posted 2013

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Moon is my muse

Oh silver moon, such sweet delight
Stimulating my craving mind
Searching for words that I cannot find
May I share your knowledge; can you make my heart bright
Free me from the emptiness I try to leave behind
Help me find the words that I need to combined
Inspire me as you do every single night

 Oh gorgeous moon, my dearest friend
Set my imagination, light the fuse
Make it spark until the end
Creativity is a treasure to never lose
Give me the wisdom that you wish to send
Always and forever you are my muse

Date: 2 March 2013
Contest: Moon is my muse

Copyright © Julie Alcin | Year Posted 2013

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The Moonlit Tide

My love departs whence the waves tumble
to and fro o’er timeless grains of sand. 
Mottled depths of sea drown out restless rumble 
as fallen tears slip through my trembling hands.  
Say my name, enchanting moon of lore.
I shall not fault you lest my love return.
Beckon tides to well and light restore.
Grant me this before my heart doth spurn.
Full moon cast reflections bittersweet
‘til sunrise blanches all my thoughts of yore.
If I fall prey to waking dawn’s deceit,
Please rise anew to carry love ashore.
Waiting heart shan’t drown in moonlit tide.
In raging surge, for love I shall abide.

For POETESS DARKLY's Blame it on the Moon Contest

Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2013

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Moon Rose

A moonbeam there, beyond my sash alights upon the rose. It shows in angled, shadowed light the bloom in sweet repose. Red, now black as the deepest night, sleeps ethereal this night. Amid stark thorns, this velvet womb, lends mystique to the sight. The midnight air does draw a breath, to sip a sweet perfume. A cloud slides cross a moons pale face, lends stars to bless the bloom.

Copyright © Paula Swanson | Year Posted 2013

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Moon is My Muse

(Moon is My Muse)
Moon Musing

You lie beyond an obscure veil
Above the foggy city lights
Illuminating the night so pale
Giving darkness lights respite 

Elliptical loops around earth’s face
Wearing wane or increase smiles
Still quickening lover’s heart pace
Ever working your earthly wiles

Finding muses in your boldness
Poets stroke their papered words
Romance beckons in your fullness
Love lyrics written or poetic blurbs

Earthly harvesters glean in the night
Twice find beauty in blue moon bright

Written for: “Moon is My Muse” on 2/27/13
I used the definition for Sonnet found in Poetry Soup Forms

Copyright © Debra Squyres | Year Posted 2013

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Wolf Moon (French Sonnet)

Amid the cold and icy winds of snow
their hunger howls outside where prey is short
the hunters call to the moon for support,
as packs still gather in her lunar glow.
In depths of Winter when the winds still blow
my Celtic kin revel as Gods' consort
around the fires of ancient tribal court
with wine and song their stories freely flow.
So shines the Full Wolf Moon across the sky
to light the Hunters' path as witches fly
The answer sought when howling their lament.
when first full Moon each year is gleaming high
the wheel is turning from the Winter's cry
and Spring shall bring an ease to its torment.

Copyright © Jemmy Farmer | Year Posted 2010