Best Mooning Poems

Let's see, my oldest son was about seven years old.  The boys had to ride a bus to 
school, which my oldest did not do well.  He has this way about him, that tends to have 
women authoritative figures letting him off the...

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Driving through town just around noon
 All my friends were acting like loons
 Peoples jaw dropped
 As they stood at the bus stop
 They had just seen a full "moon"...

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Trotting along;fighting death – 
with delaying techniques.
Chemo had failed.

Weeping Ashoka, how do I
name you differently ?
I may not see you again.

I am hurt, very badly.
Absolutely rooted, firmly
in autumn. My leaves were falling.

Pushing back the interface 
between smiles and tears;
the trespasser goes to moon.

It was traditional,
garlanding...

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SUNSET MOONING…

Descending, the ever full Sun
Reflected its golden fulfillment
While a waxing moon challenged
The assured fulfillment of its time:-
Image this if you can:
Waxing moon—challenging the always
Full sun—rising and setting each day;

What a powerful allegorical message
Paved out of this journey home
To chat and relax on the day’s...

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There's a soft glow about her
Bardic feelings she does stir
She waxes and wanes with time
Has changing moods in night mime
Sometimes, she's bright and happy
Sometimes, gloomy and snappy
Her humour affects the seas
High tides and low tides do tease
Her strength is seen in her scars
She shines bright...

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Just mooning
and buffooning

Covertly stepping behind the veil
Dancing and prancing under the new moon
Burning candles and chanting, leaving no trail
Dark, unscrupulous wishes coming soon 

Now,  laughing and frolicking under the full moon
When you should be wishing upon a star
Daytime you appear as an angel but...

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that lunar night
glowed until it stopped mooning
so then the day starts sad
I looked at myself in the mirror
and it wasn't even me
sometimes I start by accident
to peel paint off a surface
it's a strange obsession
an agony
and only stops 
when you ruin the wall forever
or the mobile
the...

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I knew a young girl
just a pretty face
who lost her mind
in outer space
with a celestial body
decidedly racy
out of this world
but totally spacey
not quite the brightest light
it's true (but what a view) and yet
when gazing at the moon
turned loony... a space cadet
and 'twas the lunar orb
(waxing,...

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