Best Crescent Moon Poems
I do not love you like the crescent moon
majestically erupting into a star filled night
nor do I love you like the pearl painted swan
gliding effortlessly across a pristine pond
Fear not for I do most certainly love you -
But my love is more like a cool crisp apple
one succulent bite bringing sustenance to life
My love lives in our fresh laundered linens
dried in the comforting winds blowing off the sea
My love is here
My love is now
It is in everything I touch
It is in everything I Do
I may not love you like the luster melting hearts
glistening off a ten carat diamond ring
but you can be sure my love lives daily
in my every breath and my every dream
~
If the
crescent
moon smiles
on you
then know
that
I am smiling
too
and if per
chance
it’s gone
from view
then I will
send
my smile
to you
~
.
There like the bloom of a mystical flower,
a crescent moon smiles this day
Before the sun comes to offer good morning,
bright its illumined display
While here I stand gazing north towards the heavens,
dreaming of days yet to be
Watching the glow on an autumn horizon,
I feel it grinning at me
Picturing moments of enchanted splendor,
beautiful scenes float my eyes
Seeking a sign as the dawn now awakens,
upon these slumbering skies
When in a whisper this moon sends a message,
softly it says from above
“Here in this smile my crescent is showing,
know she is sending her love”
This is the first poem I posted on soup. I am not new to the site but find I learn something new every time I stop in to read. I actually like this poem because the moon is always an inspiration to me. As well, the wonderful poets I have met on this site always inspire me to be better.
Moonrise and showers
Enshrine flowers
A stroll along the shoreline
Starlight and halos
Eternal cosmos
The awakening angel
Lullabies and shadows
Mystifies meadows
The calypso personifies
Coral and fireflies
Rainbow skies
The radiant circle aglow
Butterflies and ladybugs
Intertwine jitterbugs
The dance along the skyline
On Halloween, beneath a crescent moon,
a dark-haired man, pale-faced, I chanced to see.
He danced with grace and beauty to each tune
the band was playing. Would he dance with me?
At last he asked me, “May I dance with you?”
On Halloween, beneath a crescent moon,
his breath was on my cheek. My passion grew.
Within his arms, I thought that I would swoon.
How beautiful he was! But all too soon
he left me, saying he would wait for me
on Halloween beneath a crescent moon,
beyond some trees in shadows he pointed to.
His first name, all I knew of him, was Sloan.
But past the trees I heard his sweet voice croon.
It led me where his name shone on a gravestone
on Halloween, beneath a crescent moon.
Written Oct. 18, 2016 for the May I Dance With You contest of Galeo DS
crescent moon frowning
it seems, from my vantage point ~
p
u
my head tilted
The Lullaby of the Crescent Moon
The crescent moon that dances ‘cross the sky
is shining softly through my window pane,
and smiling gently from his perch on high
while humming tender notes of love’s refrain.
The magic of this bright celestial orb
is tempting passions of this mortal man,
but thoughts of her are harder to absorb
while longing tender touches of her hand.
Alone I’m sitting in my rocking chair
as darkness fills the corners of my mind;
I’m lost in tender thoughts of one so fair,
and reaching for the dreams I long to find.
I wonder if she’s gazing at this moon,
and if she too can hear his tender tune.
September 7, 2020
I
am half
of you,
forever not
really me
Although, I
shine on into
the night, I am
not as bright
without you. We
are bond together,
forever with this
black canvas that
enlightens it with
a mass of flickering
stars. We work
as one. O, I
hate nights
when it’s just
half of me
without
you
There is a house in my backyard
they call the 'Crescent Moon'.
I visit more than I would like
but, then no one's immune.
I've passed many an hour there,
pants below my knees.
The place is open day and night.
You can come whenever you please.
Just go in and have a seat;
You're welcome one and all.
Take a load off your feet
when nature makes that call.
So, don't be afraid to make a move.
You can even bring a friend;
Just in case, there's a double seat
and you'll be happy in the end.
Inspired by the humor of Jan Allison
Potty humor
Jan Terry
April 16, 2019
C is for
Crescent moon
Cuddling me so sweet
Climb its ends
Climb with me.
Caress me, babe
Cast spell on me.
Cross my heart
Consume all parts.
Cry no more, dear
Chrystal light cheers
Capture its beauty
Crown of night sea
Choice of bright stars
Conductor of their choir
Concert at dark sky
Curved fluorescent light.
Come, look with delight
Call lovers to view its sight.
Cloak a nightmare ‘til no more
Clear lantern up there.
Catch it if like falling pea
Crescent moon is C
12/29/2016 8.55pm
©2016Leonora Galinta
All Rights Reserved
-experimenting a different kind of concrete :)
crescent moon---
somewhere in the dark part hides
my shadow
© kash poet
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Placement: 3rd; (Nov.2012)
Contest:Any Poem
Sponsor:Susan Burch
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C antankerous and chimerical - comingle with my childlike charms.
A morous and antagonistic - angel wings melt within my arms.
N urturing and nostalgic - as I cradle one's frangible needs.
C aress my curvaceous chasms - when shared confusion slowly bleeds.
E ver evasive, always enticing - my heart may tease you; yet not tempt.
R eminiscent and roseate - dancing with dreams not yet dreamt.
Author's Note:
Cancer - June 29th 19....
Sorry, my computer froze.
waxing crescent moon
peck kissed by the golden star
in the Sunday night
4-10-2016
I relax my limbs
Enthralled by the crescent moon-
The dark side lures me.
see how he chortles?
his merry grin s p l i t s his face
as if cut across with a dagger
and he has g o n e and dissipated
long before his Laughter.