Best Luna Poems

Where Luna treads are silver threads, the wisps of clouds that slide

through sky of night, and shining white, they part so she might glide

serenely through dark twilight’s blue with slow and regal grace.

And to our world, with aspect pearled, she turns a beaming face.


posted 10/3/2020
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What a lovely
goddess is
La Luna.
With the wiles 
of a woman,
she changes
again and again,
yet she continues
to rule the nights
steadfastly.
Like oceans' tides.
we beneath night skies
feel pulled by her
mysteriously.
You beguile us,
La Luna.
How many artists
have you inspired?
How many lovers
have been seduced
beneath your gaze?
Poets evermore
will praise 
your glowing grace.
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Oh Luna

Oh Luna, I am watching you 
     rise in eastern skies.
Your fullness fills my heart 
     with romantic thoughts
As I serenely bathe in your 
     charming reflective glow,
I know there are lovers...

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The waves of the wake will shower
when daughters of the sea, shall arise
they meet the storm with important delivery
- the mermaid's egg

This birth is unique
The mermaids daughters of the Millennium
Soft under white foam and seaweed
among the many occurrences of the place
In melted silver and sparkling...

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oh, my precious child!

let me kiss away your weep -
do not be troubled, the moon but bids good night
(stars whispering their ancient lullaby)
swallowing not, the western reach
but merely giving pause to the day, waking
so that the grateful star of morn
should adorn its burgeoning bosom
let not...

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Neath midnight blue, the crescent moon hangs low
Complicit confidante, she knows my heart
This lovers’ bench we shared so long ago
Her and us, taking oath we’d never part

Still spring perfumes of rose garden linger
While hovers aura of lavish thickness
He slipped a diamond ring on my finger
All...

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Luna moths in mid flight
giving the world a sense of delight
they seem evermore bright

things will now be all right
I love the sense of air and light
Luna moths bring in me in the night 

I wish I may I wish I might
Live a life so nice...

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Oh Luna, with enchantment in night sky…
You gaze down from above with silver eye.
I fondly view your phases night by night
Enjoying most when you are filled with light.

To find your bright reflection on the sea
Enthralls emotions deep inside of me. 
Under your spell, you share...

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The clouds play hide and seek as they glide
Ever so playful among the starry heavens
Stars twinkle shining like diamonds
As the full moon smiles brightly .

Shadows softly engulf the forest below
A hush descends  as twilight fades
Luna's blue hue lights the world below
Twilight disappears hiding our...

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Not masculine like ruler Sun,
who with intensity at noon,
beats down on us - the fiery one!
Soft-glowing is the Goddess Moon.

She is La Luna – poets’ muse -
whose beauty makes the lovers swoon.
Strong light of day she does not choose.
Soft-glowing is the Goddess Moon.

Misty, silver, yellow-hued;
with...

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oh, my precious child,
let me kiss away your weep -
do not be troubled, the moon but bids good night,

       stars whispering their ancient lullaby,

swallowing not, the western reach,
but merely giving pause to the day, waking
so that the grateful star...

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You display your beauty like a rose,

your appearance, at first frail and ghostly,

blooms to fuller view in a sky studded with stars.

O Maiden Of Mystery! home of stillborn 

assignations, misspent dreams and lovers'

convocations, fired with all the grief

you can distill, and all the joy. 

You...

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                                     blueberry hued moon
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marvelous moonbeams
I stand in luna's spotlight
cloudless sky enchants


I talk to the trees
my moonlight soliloquy
just the moon and I

02/07/21...

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On a horse at the crossroads a pistol in his hand
Dressed in dark clothing he looked fine and grand
Waiting in the moonlight for the York coach to appear
With cool nerves of steel; he showed no fear. 

A gentleman by day and a Highwayman by night
Only...

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