Best Full Moon Poems

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 -A poet in heat-

Ink carries its own tale,
When moonshine intoxicates your pen
Bottles of ink fill your mind
Composing symphonies on every line
Drops of passion...

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Take a deep breath
Let yourself relax
Close your eyes
Come with me

Inhale
Exhale

Let me guide you
I’ll take you on a magical journey

Give in to the moment
Relax
Breathe
Close your eyes

You’re...

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Painting by Edvard Munch, 1895: "Moon Light"

your soft hand trembles in mine
no words are spoken
we observe our ascending full moon 
as we have every month...

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Silent Heart

Sad, as it maybe, I had to break my OWN heart, 
Too many nights, I sat there all torn apart
A dream girl, 
Sitting under...

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The 
        old house
   from my memories 
 opens to a wide porch
adorned by mom with...

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A transitory phenomenon, a grand adulation of opulent desire,
Seeking mirth of heaven on earth, passions ablaze ignite fire,
A destination sought after; pleasure is aim of...

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In the absence of complication,
Trials and tribulations become distant memories.
Above sapphire skies delight sanguine eyes -
Inspiring forthcoming musings of the mind.

Hope of a brand-new day...

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on the threshold of tomorrow
through countless sighs 
i wait for you
stranded in the pools of fate
as the seconds fall grounded
like tears of all my yesterdays
in...

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(Lemuria: A hypothetical "lost land" variously located in the Indian and Pacific Oceans.)
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The Tale Of Lemuria, Master Poe, Pen And I

Its birth a shake of...

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Regally it stands, the staunch guardian of her lonesome heart,
Reminiscing in revelries of yore, treasured memories impart,
Defying glum turbulence of now, hanging on to seasons...

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“Look up at the stars,” you say
Its just another night up on the old water tank
Our blanket is spread and here we sit with the...

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Midnight. This white ward
drifts softly through chalked moonbeams
shifting walls argent to cream,
sifting sterile halls.
Full moon fingers reach within
touching each silvered sheet-shroud.

Jaded nurses drowse...
vials drip crystalline...

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you                 don't            know 


my                  ...

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She listens to the whispering of trees 
and views the dance of wind on dew kissed leaves. 
Surrounded by tall silhouettes, she sees 
emerging patterns...

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A long, long time ago on a cold winter's night

A long, long time ago on a cold winter’s night
Two hearts were broken the crest of...

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