Best Gibbous Poems
At start of darkening eventide
The skyline brings lustre to one's eyes
As sun is slipping away from sight
The sky is a picturesque delight.
Trees grace the illustrious sunset
In serene, ebony silhouette
Stately they are standing in tableau
Against the radiant sunset show.
Time to let one's negative thoughts blow
Forgetting one's sorrows and their woe
To complete tasks waiting to be done
Afore one's dreamy dreams have begun.
In ethereal nightly gloaming
Lovers everywhere are out roaming
Beneath a magical starlit show
With a waning gibbous moon aglow.
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gibbous moon The near-full moon—
ashen veil its ashen light—
phantasm strewn ghostly, swathing all
redolent pale with pale glow.
shamed hues In moonlight, colors surrender—
morbid face faces are morbid, semblance
heedless muse of those about to pass,
death’s embrace abandoned by life's essence.
gibbous moon Gibbous moon wanes, as
night reviled night warily gauges its retreat.
morning soon And with advancing dawn,
newborn child. new life replaces the departed.
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Some fireflies lit the way of wishful whim,
the expectations fired diminished vim.
The lack of lucence rendered chances grim.
Design of great foment—I hugely now repent.
The flowers vie with scent—their vibrant colours spent
when light from Sun in lower meadow mean.
The crows at dawn abated soon to preen.
A gibbous Moon in western sky still seen.
Yet rainbows will succeed—the face of Moon must bleed;
the rays absorbed thus freed—its cast expressions knead.
I guess my chance to win your heart is slim.
Tenacious Moon by day espy torment:
From arduous labour I tire and wean
myself by increments in chocking plead!
Waxing moon
in gibbous phase
Reflecting earthshine
glowing bright
Luna's face a mirror image
of who and what we are
GIBBOUS MOON
An elusive scene had arisen.
Ghostly gibbous Moon to glisten.
Pulses of heart beats to listen
dancing rhythmic in delight.
Me, walking mad and mesmerized,
horrified and hypnotized,
bewildered and polarized
on frantic lunatic plight.
Cumulus cloud in platoon
floating passing maroon Moon.
trying to hide it later or soon.
At last Moon winked being polite.
05/11/18
First Place
'All Yours (Feb 12) Contest by Brian Strand
2022 Marathon Mille Poetry 24
Contest. by Mark Tony.
by Mark Toney.
She went stargazing
in her dream.
As the light of the waning gibbous moon
washes out views of the dark night sky,
she and her lover stood transfixed,
their eyes filled with wonder
taking in the sheer beauty of it all!
There was so much to see and marvel at;
scintillating magic in the wide open
night sky; meteor showers emanate
a magnificent bright light.
They looked through the telescope
searching for the constellation Lyra the Harp
and the bright star Vega, hoping
they'll spot them overhead before dawn
'Twas a night and a dream
to remember!
Submitted for...
Strand Any Form, Any Theme Poetry Contest (Winner: 1st Place)
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date: 01/18/2020
Date written: 01/12/2020
Ripe are amethyst crops in the field
beneath the glow of a gibbous moon.
October revealed in romantic luminance,
one of Nature's gloriously beautiful seasons.
There's a chill aloft, whispering on the night air.
I cannot see the moon.
(but I know she’s there.)
I can’t see you, either.
GIBBOUS MOON
Off and on silhouette chasing gibbous Moon
My muse got confused, amused and eyes blinked.
Fluffy clouds floating frolic in platoon.
Off and on silhouette chasing gibbous Moon
Seeing your face in Moon, me about to swoon.
Aglow gibbous Moon smiled at me and winked.
Off and on silhouette chasing gibbous Moon
My muse got confused, amused and eyes blinked.
05/ 23/ 21
'A Brian Strand July 20'
Contest by Brian Strand
virtue squandered
beneath the gibbous moon
the feign of innocence
a burden to bear
daring to imply guilt
the jealous called me out
bothersome adolescence
who will miss you
I rest upon my shovel
bothersome burden buried
angelic virtue restored
beneath the gibbous moon
The gibbous moon between its full and new stage
Seeing in the sky on a clear night
As bright as it is part is seen and part is not
Like a hunched back camel in an Arabian sea of sand
Fan by the spacious wind it gleams from the shine of the Sun
Forcing itself obtrusive outward
Transmitting brightness to the whole world
Like the Son of God who shines for all to see
Accepting His brilliant light
Which come to all both day and night
Gibbous Moon
Nascent crescent Moon
always descent romantic.
Half Moon seems dreamy
Full Moon looking passionate.
Gibbous Moon ghost like quirky.
Gibbous Moon when large
scares me with its awkward shape
making me confused.
Strange sensation sneaks my spine
puzzling whirling emotions.
Don’t know the reason,
Can’t explain why I feel so!
Yet, it is a fact.
Weird gibbous Moon winks at me
with hypnotic trembling glow.
07/07/18
Tonight the gibbous moon shined bright
Like catharsis for my infinite thoughts
Touched by natural chords, he
Called me above dark treetops
Amid cerulean skies.
As if, I belong with them, among myriad and myriad of stars,
He drew me closer, ever nearer
The day after Christmas is always a little
anticlimactic the gifts opened – the wrappings
and ribbons all tidied, although a few gifts
may arrive late and our Boxing Day guests
may add a few.
But we're past the solstice,
days will slowly get longer
and the moon rising over
the valley’s leafless trees
was a bit over half-full
– kinda like my mood.
Sitting in my writing chair
illuminated by a single candle
and light from a waxing gibbous moon
penetrating my office window.
This would work for an hour or so
until the earths rotation
required my own rotation.
Light enough to pen a few more lines.
I contemplated
how much light
was truly needed to do
the work I wanted to do…
I prefer natural light,
the candle being my only give,
until I grab the nearest flashlight
to make my way to bed.