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Abc Moon Poems | Abc Poems About Moon

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Love for someone,

Sorrow is my companion now,
Why do you tears your drowsy?
The happiness you have received,
The realization of the world of sorrow.

Life has listened to me,
Why do you co-exit?
Love you all,
We all hate hatred.

Sorrow is my companion now,
Why do you tears your drowsy?

Everyone broken my heart,
Why do you do me love?
Why do you want us everything?
We have given everything to us only punishment.

Sorrow is my companion now,
Why do you tears your drowsy?
The happiness you have received,
The realization of the world of sorrow.

Copyright © Kishan sharma | Year Posted 2017

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Seashells By The Seashore

A_Abalone by the sea floats to shore then adored
B_Bonnets of the world make my heart unfurl surely not bored

C_Conch alive how their song can jive
D_Dove Shell rings my bell not like bee hive

E_Egg Shell poached with the quail
F_Flamingo Tongue_Cyphoma Gibbosum lives by Opposum Dale

G_Goblet of gold stories of you many which are untold
H_Helmet of the sea seahorses shield from Stingrays stinging bee hold

I_Irish Baking Dish let's fix those Tuna Fish
J_Janthina what a shell purple with great knish

K_King's Crown Shell not on the shore unless mangrove nearby
L_Limpet shell star colored like stars in the universe that fly

M_Money Cowrie_Cypraea moneta_once used for money 
N_Nutmeg Shell_Cancellaria Reticulata it's articulata, honey

O_Ostrich Foot Sea Shell looking like a spiraling universe
P_ Purple Turritella spiraling like universe in color submerse

Q_Quest on seeking shells, name it quit or quint and be different
R_Red Moon Sea Shell similar to the clam but red color current

S_Starfish decorates earth's seas
T_Tiger Moon those cat's stripes I see

U_Umbilical Egg Cowrice with your spots
V_Veluntina with your pink hew but not dots

W_Whelk definitely not a woods roaming Elk
X_Xenophoridae shells so varied not spelk

Y_Yellow Helmet exotic shell
Z_Zesty be one's hunt and name a shell Zell...

Shells by the sea shore, fun to find and collect galore
Can you name them all now or do you need to learn more?

Written: March 03,2013

Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
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**I am a nearly seventy year old mother, grandmother, and great grandmother..I enjoy going to the seashore for vacation..I have always enjoyed picking up seashells and wondered if they all had names..Well, there are over 15,000 different kind of sea creatures that live in those shells and some have not been named..

You've got to be kidding

Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2013

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Dragons from the moon

Oh we like to slide down the moon,
While sucking helium from balloons.
Oh I wish i had a helicopter hat,
So i could party like a cat,
And go to mars,
To see the shooting stars.
Wow, that would be a party
And we would party hardy

Copyright © Izumi Okamura | Year Posted 2007

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The angel of the night

There was a girl who lived a secret life,
they said she only came out at night.
Gone in the day, so no one would see her face,
but she had no reason to be ashamed.

They called her the angel of the night,
beautiful face covered with moon light.
A young girl, so shy,
would be gone as soon as it got bright.

As soon as it grew silent, 
as darkness fell,
this girl would come out, 
everyone staring as if they were under a spell.

There she goes walking up the street,
everyone watching like its something they've never seen.
though people did wonder if it was just a dream,
they still looked out there window to see the same thing.

They called her the angel of the night beauty lit up by moon light.

Copyright © Rachael C | Year Posted 2006

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The storm ends

Quite silly to
During inclement
Birds on the hill
Announcing the
Blessings for
Water and stone not
working miracles

Not the rule
Although some
Not effectively
And no smiling
Possibly reduces
Loads tears.

Puzzled stripes
In south and breeze
And the dissolute
No one else to turn
Affected continuous
The Hobo
Also fell in

But are persistent
The wrath of Heaven
Impatient that
With the integration
of tikatik ...
The roof
the beach
And the plains.

And also quite tired
The grain
In nearly depleted
Cause stubborn and
That attacks
In shy grass
And shoots beyond.

Allowed to
Re reign
Among those in
The brilliance of
And blaze of
Heat of dawn,
In the world of the

On standby
In the air
The cloud
To spread scattered,
And love dancing
Adjoining the thirst
Lost souls.

Ledge already
The Mysteries
And mystery machine
Insisted stand
Over the world
As hell!

Tomorrow morning
show the moon
To impair
Although clarity
Stare and think,
A light wind
In promising fields!

At night reign
The day head,
And the rainbow
Eager to sit
Notes and stars
Who love
And enjoy!

Not drown
On the strength of
false conflict
And not widows anode
The rose and leaf
Cause brutality,
Despair is running
Ends the storm!

Copyright © jaira Cadenas | Year Posted 2014

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Moon Light

The moonlight brightens up the night
With all its strength and all its might
Nights so dark but moon so bright
It glows upon my house just right
When it's at its peak of height 
That's when it is at its purest white
It is such a gorgeous sight
A sight to see 
Just for me
Always got me wondering
I wonder about outer space
And how its such a beautiful place
Has so much history
Yet still a mystery
So much to explore
I want to learn more and more
Want to get down to it's core
I think about this at four
Four a.m. and I see the moon
As shines upon my house 
And cast light throughout the world

Copyright © Alyssa Marie | Year Posted 2013

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Harvest Moon

Harvest Moon
blood rises forth
masking the night
twilight turns to moonlight.
Dancing naked beneath the fools
shadows playing off the ground
like demons on for another round.
Harvest moon all bright and red
the shadows of you glowing from orange
back to red.
As the sun awakens and demands to be 
you fade like the snake hides beneath the evergreen.
The harvest moon still has two night to make
herself be seen.
Witch is why we dance naked beneath
the harvest moon.

Copyright © kelly stanley | Year Posted 2016

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It was getting dark.
The silence starts speaking
to me in a whisper
for the sake of secrecy.

Right now, 
the violence will start
between the summer night
and a brilliant moon.
I sit in a corner
to watch the milk spilling.

And then, after couple of hours
an anonymous call from
a cuckoo in distress. Somewhere
a dry twig snaps off. Something 
is tossed in air. A shadow pokes
at moon to return the favour.

The dawn, drops the veil !

Satish Verma

Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2013

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Come, come fly me to Mars


Come, come, my guiding light,
Fly me to the skies in the highest above,
To be the heavenly guest, amongst the angels,
To the hospitable, intriguing and luring destination,
Amongst the stars of heaven and their constellations!

When I ride on the wings of dusk,
Our dreams reflect through the bright moonlight.
The rising of Aries from the twilight sea,
And the setting age of Libra in the distant horizon,
Bring hopeful tides and dreams that forever rule over our destiny!

When I ski on the broad flat rings of Saturn,
I see the yellow sun rise in your sweet blue eyes.
When I settle on the far side of the roars of rough seas of Venus,
And the life giving spirit grows faint within me in Jupiter,
You illuminate me with energy and recharge my batteries!

As I journey endlessly and ascend through spacecraft,
East of the stimulating Sun and west of the arousing Moon,
To the endless new sound of the Ram’s horn,
Surely, the sun will not smite me by the day,
Nor the moon at night, with you beside me!

Come; come fly me to Mars, to our heavenly destination,
To the red planet teeming with intricate canals,
To waterways, rivers and silver lakes so intelligently designed,
To the planetary satellites, so intriguing and amusing,
Whose variety and colour continue to invoke awe and wonder!

When Mars is aligned to the Sun, Mercury, and Venus,
Saturn, Earth, and Pluto are on one straight line,
Jupiter entering Leo, Moon squatting in Capricorn,
Uranus awakening and Neptune unifying us,
Surely, love and peace will engulf us for all eternity!

Oh, my guiding light, please take my hand and show me around!
Let me see what Summers and Autumns are like in Mars,
And when we awake to the seasons of singing,
Flowers blossoming and early fruits forming,
With sweet smelling scents to adore,
Surely, this is the dawning age of our Spring in Mars

Copyright © SIMON M MATLOU | Year Posted 2012

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Dark side of the moon

Light side of the sun or Dark side of the moon
Speak to me. It's our chance to be free. No longer on the run. The clock has stopped. Our time has arrived. Great music is what the world's deprived. For once in our life we don't have to lie. We're playing the Great gig in the sky. The obligation for money has died. Its us and them, but who gets left behind? We're any color you like, when your color blind. Is everything managed, when your brain damaged? or nothing at all. The eclipse is here, time to stand tall. And all that has come will eventually fall. But the sun is eclipsed by the moon. Sadly this time it ends with no tune. Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Copyright © Justin Rivera | Year Posted 2015

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The Moon

The Moon seems so far away
In the night you can see it but, not in the day,

Man has been there and back
It is so cool when becomes totally black,

We call this a eclipse for all eyes to see
But, there is a certain time for this to take place so be prepared and it will be,

The moon is our night lite in the sky
Lets just enjoy it and not always ask why,

It was created just like out planet
We need not question something that we all take for granted,

One day it may just disappear
I hope not because then we will all have to fear,

The truth about life here on earth
That it is not here forever not even for all it is worth.

Written By: Unique Poetry 2011

Copyright © Michelle Born | Year Posted 2015

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THE MOON by any other name it's still the same Full moon

SEE the Moon!              Where is the moon?
Over there rising big bright round and full
 High in the night sky is the moon

Wolf  moon/Full hunger moon/Sugar moon/Walking  moon
January          February               March          April
Milk moon/Strawberry moon/Thunder moon/Lighting moon
    May              June                       July	    August
Harvest moon/Hunter's moon /Blood moon / Long night's moon
     September         October       November         December

Dark moon/Bright moon/ Silver moon/Pink  moon/ Blue moon
 Rose moon/ Peony moon/Lotus moon/Chrysanthemum moon
Spring  Summer   Fall and Winter               
Winter moon/Trappers moon/Planters moon/Honeymoon
Dog Day's / Fish's /Beaver's /Dragon's/ Worm's /Crane/Hare's
Moon of horses /Planting moon         

Hungry Ghost moon/Old moon/New moon 
Moon of the winds/Moon of Ice /Snow moon
Bitter moon/Kindly moon/Dispute Moon/Singing  Moon
 "Sleepy moon"...Sleep in the full moon light.. moonlight madness
Moonlight/Moon Beam.......See the moon..... Moon of calming
Turn your head here and see the man in the moon
Super Moon Saturday 11:45 pm May 6, 2012  Jbs

Copyright © JoAnne Simms | Year Posted 2012

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In this ocean of stars,
Stands there a single moon,
Lonely still smiling In this dark misty noon.

He looks so happy,
But his heart is sad,
As being alone can feel very bad.

Copyright © jasmine grewal | Year Posted 2015

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Demon in the Night

I stand brave at might within my room 
Without a single sight of fear 
As thunder roars from outside 
My heart as pure as gold 
This ugly bloody demon came upon me 
Face so gruesome yet posed expression without a soul to take 
Here in a home of faith that lingers in 
Thou demon in the night you can not have my heart nor soul and steal it within this night 
As the demon spoke to me in tounges 
I could not understand words that's been spoken 
And as I pray on my knees with my merry roseary beds in palm 
I wished for this demon to banish forever from my sight
And never again to appear to me within thee night 
That demon in the night can harm me no more 
By Brian Otoole

Copyright © Brian Otoole | Year Posted 2013

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if time heals all wounds,?
my cure lies in patience,?
if sadness makes us stronger,?
sorrow lives as my acquaintance,
the sun rises slowly but has to set again too soon,
the sun brings us the light but is only shadowed by the moon,
the sun shows our imperfections, and the moon leaves them transparent,
but if i speak truth let me be a declarant,
true beauty shines through when under darkness, moon or sun,
your beauty stay true, equalled by none,
time will heal not being by your side,
and the sorrow will give me strength to be proud that i tried,
one day you will find a love much greater than I,
i just long for the chance to say that your mine.

Copyright © jack harris | Year Posted 2012

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Moon Mirror

The sun, going about her daily chores, 
glimpses a new star in the sky, 
one smaller than herself, 
yet strangely familiar.

Used to catching her image first in puddles, 
then growing larger in lakes, 
she at first only sees a stranger, 
then catches herself 

spread in the moon's reflection 
across thousands of miles of sky.
Hypnotized by the beauty 
of this strange new view of herself, 

she can't ignore it, 
sneaking looks time after time; 
she can't take her eyes off herself.
Daily, as the moon moves about in the sky, 

the sun catches tantalizing glimpses 
of herself from multiple angles. 
By then, the sun imagines herself to have 
the moon's full attention, 

claiming it as her mirror.
Like Snow White's wicked stepmother, 
the sun asks this mirror repeatedly, 
methodically, almost hypnotically, 

"Who is the fairest of them all?"
The moon answers all questions 
bringing the sun back time and again, 
puppet on a string 
seeking a definitive answer.

By day, the moon untangles 
its strings of moonlight, 
puts out its nets.

Their dialog moves sideways; 
the sun's questions, always direct, 
glance off the moon; 
the moon's answers slip around behind it 
as the sun tries to get a better look 
at what the moon might be saying.

Who was created in whose image? 
Which came first, 
the chicken, the egg, or the yolk, 
small sun caught up in the quicksilver lies 
of albumen?

Copyright © Shilpa Karthik | Year Posted 2007

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The Moon's Lullaby

Hush, dear. For I will stay—here, with you, holding you; forever, just for tonight 
I shall watch you sleep, unaware of the dark and the starless sky:
Just enough warmth and, of mother's tenderness, soft light
Keeping you from all that make babies cry:
Love, we know, knows not of 
Morns nor of 

Copyright © Adam Adhistian | Year Posted 2013

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River Moons

THE DOUBLE moon, one on the high back drop of the west, one on the curve of the river face,
The sky moon of fire and the river moon of water, I am taking these home in a basket, hung on an elbow, such a teeny weeny elbow, in my head.
I saw them last night, a cradle moon, two horns of a moon, such an early hopeful moon, such a child’s moon for all young hearts to make a picture of.
The river—I remember this like a picture—the river was the upper twist of a written question mark.
I know now it takes many many years to write a river, a twist of water asking a question.
And white stars moved when the moon moved, and one red star kept burning, and the Big Dipper was almost overhead.
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Copyright © ramsha aarif | Year Posted 2012

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life is a moon

Have moon as your life's formula.
It will decrease.
But it will grow up again.
It's the up's and down's of your life.
Then you will be the great STAR SUN.


Copyright © lavanya ramamurthi | Year Posted 2015

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moon shadow

Alabastrine ball craters dark’s effluence framing grim horizon’s inky jet, keeling liquescent mare, neath orb’s pearly quintessence. Rill, silvery, teems, undulating voluminously, wafting xenon. Yonder’s Zen!
(2/27/17: ABC – ‘91 Fun C. Fore Runner 55 HB / L. Berryessa: Markley Cove-2/22/17) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- AMIGO Bella luna glowed soft white in puff-cotton bed Luminary dreams shone forth… My amigo moon cocooned me in cream-silk wrap Satin sheened, ‘long lampless paths… (9/6/17: Sedoka – ‘73 Grand Banks 32, Bethel Is. 9/5)

Copyright © taai tekai | Year Posted 2017

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A glowing sphere
High in the sky 
Lighting up clouds
As they glide by

Silent and soft
Singing a song
Some cannot hear
Playing all night long 

Drifting through the night 
A beckoning lullaby
Drawing in the pain
Of your mournful cry

Careful when you listen
She seems so right
Hypnotising your mind
All through the night 

Don't give in to the beckoning shrill
Of a moonlit sky
She's intoxicating 
And she'll let you die

Copyright © Amber Jade Love | Year Posted 2016

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The Sun, The Moon, The Stars, My Highway To Heaven

The Sun, The Moon And The Stars, My Highway To Heaven

As I sit on the moon, watching the stars fly by at the speed
	of light leaving a trail of black light
I am thoroughly amazed at the powers that have been given 
	me  by a loving and caring GOD. 
I watch the brilliance of the sun from my perch, the waves 
	of vibrating light mesmerize my soul and I become 
	aware how all this is so right.
As I concentrate all of my power on what I am feeling and
	what I am seeing I lay back on the moon and thank
	my Creator, my God
For allowing me into His space and time. 
Reid Lewis

Copyright © Reid Lewis | Year Posted 2015

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                  Amber rays seeping through the grey woods
                     Blending with the glimmering mist
                       Crystal white floating wool packs conceal
                          Dazzling Diamonds time to time
                             Elegantly gowned in white silk
                               Fairies dancing beneath 
                                 Glittering golden moon
                                    High above the trees
                                      Immense ecstasy

Copyright © manel gunatillake | Year Posted 2013

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The Moon Also Rises

As night falls, so do facades. 
Heroes turn into villains. 
Smiles turn into frowns. 
The beautiful turn into beasts...

The stars will come out and show what was once hidden in the dark. 
The evergreens will finally shed old bark. 
Monsters will crawl from their caves. 
Dead will rise from their graves. 

As the sun, stars, and man, the moon also rises. 

Copyright © Malia Black | Year Posted 2016

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Honey Moon ABC's

Bridal chiaroscuro

By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX

Copyright © Robb A. Kopp | Year Posted 2010

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The Moon Also Rises - The Midwatch

The Moon Also Rises
The Midwatch

Harry Mayer

The X.O.’s in the shower
and the Captain’s in his bed.
The Chiefs’ are playin’ poker
as we’re steamin’ to the Med.

“I’ll take that bet and raise you”
is what the Bo’sun says
from the table in the Chiefs’ Mess
as we steam full speed ahead.

He says, “From the Seychelles to Mombasa
I’ve sailed the seven seas.
I tussled with the Tongan’s
done what the Hell I pleased.

I rumbled with the Russians
and made war on Charlie Kong.
Dumped some mines into his harbor
the one they called Haiphong.

I punched a bloke in Fiji
then I whacked him with my fid.
Fact the only thing that scares me . . .
is when Ensign’s got the mid.”

“The Ensign’s got the midwatch boys
the Ensign’s got the mid.
Yes only thing that scares me
is when Ensign’s got the mid.”

Relieve the watch is sounded
he staggers from the head.
His eyes are red and bloodshot
they call him, Ensign Fred.

Now Freddie is a rink knocker,
Class of Oh Oh One
Commanded Plebes one summer
and thought that it was fun.

A midshipman cruise in Naples
made him wise beyond his years.
But as the anyone will tell ya’
he’s still wet behind the ears.

And to the bridge the he rises
to conn the ship of steel.
He tries to look his wisest
yet exudes a youthful zeal.

The Ensign’s got the midwatch boys
the Ensign’s got the mid.
Ain’t no need to worry cause
the Ensign’s got the mid.

He barks his orders smartly
as he turns the ship to port.
Rechecks his rudder angle
then he yells at Seaman Schwartz.

Now off the bow there shines
The faintest light you’ll ever see.
Perhaps a surface contact
at bearing two two three.

Combat . . .Conn he pages
There’s a light that I now see.
But I have no radar contact
it’s bearing two two three.

In Combat sailors snicker
cause the bearing it is clear.
The Ensign’s voice it quivers
they detect a trace of fear.

The Ensign’s got the midwatch boys
The Ensign’s got the mid.
Tonight, will be a long one cause
the Ensign’s got the mid.

The light is getting bigger
and brighter as we speak.
Freddie calls the Captain
his voice begins to squeak.

Oh Captain! Oh my Captain!
There’s a light that’s off our bow!
Oh Captain! My dear Captain!
The bearing it is foul!

Oh Captain! Oh my Captain!
Please don’t think me rash!
But Captain! Dear God! Captain!
I fear we’re going to crash!

General Quarters! General Quarters!
is what the Captain screams.
All hands to Battle Stations
brace for shock off starboard beam.

The Ensign’s got the midwatch boys
Oh, the Ensign’s got the mid.
Now’s it’s time to worry cause
The Ensign’s got the mid.

From the forecastle to the fantail
decks become a blur of blue
From their bunks the sailors scramble
a trained and ready crew.

The XO in the shower 
slips and bumps his head.
The Captain in his stateroom
stumbles out of bed.

To the bridge the Captain races
his face is filled with fear.
He knows the next few minutes 
could mean the end of his career.

Report the Captain orders,
“Is the surface picture bleak?”
The Captain’s in his boxer shorts
with fuzzy slippers on his feet.

The Captain’s got the midwatch now!
Yes, the Captain’s got the mid.
Things are looking brighter boys
Cause Captain’s got the mid.

As the Captain looks to sea
his commanding presence looms.
He sees no surface contact. . . .
Just a bright and rising moon

He says, “Oh Ensign, silly Ensign
Just look what you have done.
We’re now at general quarters
Let’s talk one on one.”

From the bridge our heroes exit,
both the Captain and the kid.
To discuss this revelation
of what the Ensign did.

The Captain says, “I don’t make idle prattle
I’ve sailed through fierce typhoons.
Commanded ships in battle
launching lighting fast harpoons.”

A courageous naval officer
must have confidence and grit.
Your word becomes your bond my boy
don’t be a stupid twit!

Be like the solid oak my lad
cut and freshly hewn.
And don’t sound General Quarters
for a bright and rising moon!

Now Secure from General Quarters 
sounds throughout the ship.
“Go and stand your watch my son
no more commotions on this trip.”

The X.O.’s back in the shower
And the captain’s back in bed
The Chiefs’ are playing poker
As we steam full speed ahead. 

Copyright © Harry Mayer | Year Posted 2016

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He's the sun
And I'm the moon

He is day
And I am night

I am dark 
And he is light

Do we belong
Or are we all wrong

What to do
What to do
Am I truly for you

Just some thoughts in my head
While I lie here in bed

Copyright © Alyssa Marie | Year Posted 2014

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Ghost of one's past

It was dark-
darker than a 1am morning,
the rusted leaves were following the wind and some were slightly rustling,
here a lonely owl hoo's, and there echoes a sound of another trodden leaf,
the moon is full but yet the pitch night is the booming light's true thief,
the cold cuts through skin like an edged dagger,
and the obscure surroundings make your dazed feet stagger.

The wooden door flies open under the howling wind's mercy,
and my steps are lead by the haunted house's luring mystery.
The wood loudly cracks with each alarming step inside,
while this abandoned menage of unseen presences offers you no place to hide.
I hear the whisper of non-existent voices in the distance,
but suddenly 
my ears were flooded with the sound of a single wooden crack;
I was fully aware of its existence.

I got lost in a moulded house filled with monsters of the unknown;
Welcome to the Ghost House of one's past,
and beware:
memories are ghosts that never leave you alone.

Copyright © Aura Bennett | Year Posted 2016

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Moon Over Ypres

Luna comes to paint a portrait, 
each stroke fails to capture me. 
I pray this moon not find its 
muse in the reluctance of my 

Tonight the stars above Ypres 
dance, to the rocket solar flairs.
The moon tonight so strong in 
indeed, for tonight my heart it 

Copyright © Damian York | Year Posted 2013

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Moon At Noon!

I was lying leisurely on my back
on mid-morn Monday of May second
My gaze and glance heavenbound
The cloud forming into mountainous sheet, i observed
And disintegrating, like surf they dissolved
Disintegrated but in characters so hieroglyphics
Like Michelangelo's renaissance sculptural acrobatics
Through it i  had a permitted view
Of the noon by its arc in lieu
Of its fullnes, without its alluring presence
Stripped of its illumining essence
Appeared grey, blue and off-white
Stood plainly and passively tight
Like a lone spectator in an arena
So, the moon at noon seen but no sooner
Gone, like a spy that was almost unmasked
In consipracy by the uniting cloud concealed

This poem intends to capture a moment of passing day in time in rhyme for 
posterity, May 22nd 2005. 

Copyright © ifedayo oshin | Year Posted 2006