Best Moonscape Poems

Evening drifts into twilight's mist
 As the golden sun goes down,
 Upon the shore the waves persist
 The dying sun, but a fading crown.

 Golden...

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Grace and Solitude

Peaceful stillness covers me - wide eyes embraced when I see
Luna rise up with her pale face, with a humble yet simple grace,
That...

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M o o n is a rose quartz pearl,
     unraveling midnight musings,
         ...

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The humid air sweats streaming curls down the toddler’s flush cheeks like Fusilli hot from the stove. The golden ringlets cling to her forehead, bouncing...

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Light 
Drizzles
From the stars
On mascara clouds
Of night, blown by a sudden wind:
From the city's pavement the skies cosmetic drowns in light

From the heart's cradle another...

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let your souls fly high
                 clouds, sun,forever nigh
 ...

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Even the dead reject this blasted earth.

The ground, such as it is,
Is freshly Antidiluvean,
And the corpses swim within its tumbled, heaving masses
Blood and mud the...

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Oh dearest Alice you’ve fallen through my looking glass of reality,
Where rabbits forgo pocket watches, and vestment coats, hopping
Instead wild, free amongst clover evergreen valley’s...

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You swam deep into the water,
but I was  too afraid of drowning…
we could have plunged together and allowed
cool bubbles immerse in waves,
gliding on love’s...

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We were strapped in ready for take-off,
the engines churning all around us.
We'd longed for this moment,
but when it came we were scared rigid,
wondering if we'd...

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owl
alert 
nocturnal
large eyes, staring
through dark twilight skies
alone, his hoots echo 
he flies across the moonscape
ready to swoop down on his prey
listening, searching, casting shadows
as fall...

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Scarlet, crimson, vermillion, and cerise
are dappled atop canopies of green.
And green grass morphs into a golden fleece;
as fallen leaves, umber, and tangerine,
pave a pathway south...

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Another concrete bomb shelter emerges, taking the shape of a Starbuck coffee palace embedded with the captive lure of free internet service. Like a crouching...

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Fate Of Mankind...

(this prognosticator ordains,
which if came to pass no brains)
necessary to impress any 
goo goo dolls, nor swains!)

Cited in crosshairs of  thermonuclear warfare
quite...

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An illuminating moonscape came on Sunday
In Spring of thirty-three C.E. 
[The third day]
Executed—Jesus the Nazarene
Falsely charged with sedition
God raised Jesus back to life
Forty days later,...

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