Best Moony Poems

Through frayed seams a rosy dream bleeds 
needled and re-stitched 
with threads of time and love and hope..

and still — a rosy dream bleeds 
the...

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I sigh …
pushing warm, wordless weight
onto the twilight mist
where its folly hangs like old sackcloth
the silver-doubloon moon dripping
it’s wan wonder to daub
breath and bones alike...

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how deft of you to open up my veins

      with little but his name upon your lips

   ...

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Oh, Nature’s spree, your artistic scene exceeds!
Quaint the plash of paints upon the frilly bloom  
hued with sunrise splash in skies as night recedes,...

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I once held a rose in my hand
Nurtured and cared for;
It was all I had.

Content and satisfied I deemed myself,
For it held
True love indeed

From its...

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I see moon-leaves on trees
Your cascade of hair too
I see passion in a blue spree
Waiting for me and you
And I say to myself in wonder...

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* for Henry Wadsworth Longfellow *

he found her on the ledges, there
so lashed unto a mast ...
seaweed twined through raven hair
moony gaze now naught but...

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A sound of silence in the ears,
Listens to music of the spheres;
Where shadowy echoes from dreamy wings,
Whispers songs the angel sings.
And in realms that live...

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Mondays were school days.
Mondays were rule days.
Mondays can be cruel days.

Sundays make me sing
but Mondays bring
open books,
a crooked look from the boss,
leaving crying children
with their...

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I look at the green crocodile balls placed in handcrafted bamboo basket
They look ripe and tempting.
The snake skinned vendor looks at me with hopeful eyes
His...

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I walk these streets,
		These deserted roads.

	These paths and walkways, 
		Yes, these I know.

	And they’re always looking,
		Carefully watching these roads.

	Yet I walk by unnoticed,
		My true identity...

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“Now behind the eyes and secrets of the dreamers in the streets rocked to sleep by the sea, see the titbits and topsyturvies, bobs and...

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Off-white is my color
On this time of the day
When darkness swallows me
And I illuminate 
Through Its gossamer skin. 
As soon as my purity 
Slumps
Onto the...

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I am a man who breathes
A man who believes
In the whispering of trees
And in the buzzing of bees
Sailing across these oceans seas
The wind in the...

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I''m a Hush Marshmallow
Silky Sunshine Yellow,
above sea so shallow
far from Moony mellow,
Spelling spells of Hello

Rising above the Hill
Just behind the mill,
With much love to spill
Giving...

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