Best Naturemoon Poems
The Sun Rises- -The Moon Sets
Think of life, the cycle of
How radiation can support life, enough heat to
Ensure a stable self sustaining system.
Something like our RA, peasants producing
Under this celestial god. He may be dull at times, but
Never far from active.
Rising to all inhabitants.
Imitated by many, but none can capture
Something so surreal. For many hours
Everything thrives into productivity only to
Soon fade.
Telescoping images of you in the night
How warm is your glow soft blue white
Ever circling the world we call home
Master of revolution, elliptical, precise
Omnipresent, effervescence
Orb of the night, silent in flight
Never failing, glowing light
Shimmering beauty, through magnified eye
Emitting a wondrous, magnificent sight
Torched your surface, by meteor showers
Shine again tomorrow, I'm forever yours
This poem is written in the Acrostic style by father and son..
SUN written by son, MOON written by father
2009...........Jared Pickett and Richard Pickett
The moon plays at being the midnight sun
with abandon he struts across the sky
in such majesty it catches my eye
I bow in obeisance, my heart is won
Behind him come plunderous clouds of white
riders on horses with dust in their wake
racing steeds on a quest to overtake
the renegade moon in his selfish plight
Closing in for capture they poise their net
as the stars watch their proud King's demise
the clouds press on eager to seize the prize
and use the moon's light to their own benefit
The final bugle sounds, in hues of gold
The sun peeks up to watch it all unfold
Acciaccatura
And filled with stars and the land
A pale gentle hand turned the hourglass
Of my soul
Stalking the alabaster moon
I rejoined once more
Those who follow the dream
Cutting through crests
Time the scythe of a barque
Treads a song of brothers to sisters of paradise
The prow our ship a searching
Arch-ed carrying the whispered will
Of wishings an ambition to our hearts
Pursuing the alchemy of the moon
Leaping from the shoals
A single white rose this beacon to follow
The mariners we of her phantasmal
Blown by the hunger in blood and breath
Drifting in the calm thunder tethered to a single kiss
Full of stars and the land
A pale gentle hand turns the hourglass
Of my soul
The ghost in our throats calling
Seducing answers to the lamplet
Painted faces of splendour in her horizons distant
She softly sings us closer
Passage through the veils
Drawing on this our meandering ark
An endless ribbon of red flows behind
The vein of each passing quest
As this ship awash the glinting semblance of her face
I have chosen like my brothers, my sisters; to be the seafarer
To search her shadow
Pursue the alabaster moon
Her pale gentle hand
Filled with stars and the land
Turns the hourglass of my soul
Isis the light and by Dianna named
Magdalena’s rose of mystery proclaimed
The witchcraft of the feminine
Thus the sail-ed cutter of waves and dreams
Embarked
Billowed on clouds
The diamond sea we gather
Compass point to reflection
The full moon risen alabaster
Her pale gentle hand
Filled with stars and the land
Turned the hourglass of my soul
(Acciaccatura; An ornament note that is one half step or one whole step below a principal
note and is sounded at the same time as the principal note, adding dissonance to a
harmony. a note in a music deliberately played out of key )
The crimson moon bawls on his flight
Doleful to be condemned to night
His samba partner teems with life
Yet he hangs listless filled with strife
Whilst craters pock his dusty face
Her smooth profile glows soft with grace
Waves splash coyly along her skin
As parching drought afflicts the twin
Halo membranes caress her soul
While he claims little to extol
He’s locked away from that embrace
Like a buckle upon her waist
Sequestered on his lofty perch
He ponders how to end his lurch
He tries to shake his mantle free
So he can float with meek debris
Just as he starts to drift away
He hears whispers begin to play
Prayers hailing romance twist his ear
Until he melts away from fear
Maybe those folks below can see
Just how lonely the moon can be
Words purify to help him heal
His love for her shall make him real
I can taste the moon
Effervesces on my tongue
tickling my throat
Or is it more like
Oreo Cookie filling
So sweet and creamy
Marshmallow softness
Lite and airy as pillows
Sugar confection
I can taste the moon
In dreams where fantasy rules
It is possible
Form:
Crescent moon in sky
Full moon somewhere else in world
All share your beauty
I know the sun rises
When the moon sets
I know the moon rises
When the sun sets
But yet here we still stand
Even when a cycle fades…
Once upon a full moon blue
I looked above and thought of you
I wonder if you see it too
This elegent moon so full and blue
Once upon a full moon blue
The morn has come and so has the dew
Glistening on fields and roof tops too
The sun has come to breath in the view
Once upon a full moon blue
Fading, fading i'll see you soon
A full moon glows again tonight.
Why is it so mesmerizing?
Physics tells us that gravity,
Between the earth and moon,
Keeps them both on track,
As the circle round each other,
On their annual oval,
Around our star.
Maybe moonlight is hypnotic,
Because it actually is sunlight,
And the moon a mirror of the stardust,
That we all are
full moon shining down
glowing in the black night sky
controller of moods
full face of the moon
casting its light on the sea
control ebb and flow
shining moon above
it watches us while we dream
knows all our secrets
Desperate Moonlight
Shining down upon
Upon faces full of unhappiness
And smiles that have withdrawn
Man on the moon never frowns
For he is forever frozen in time
With a wink from his half moon
Happiness no one can deny
Sitting outside a dark window
A child timidly awaits
Waiting for the moon to shine down
And show his undeniable fate
Happiness is certain while the moon shines down
Not an unhappy face to be showing
Not a frown to be found
Desperate Moonlight seeks out
For its time is not long
Slowly gliding above the stars
Getting ready to leave before dawn
Desperate moonlight disappears
With no promises to be seen again
Unhappy faces keep waiting
To see that man on the moons happy grin
When the sun's burning
arms outreach
it's warming
oriflammes,
they cup the
moon within its hands,
the wild night it tames.
The moon surrenders
to the sun, for the mighty
heat it feels. Yet, the sun
asks not then for submission
but offers then its zeal.
It desires to share
in, of the sky
as two that shine as one,
to come together
hanging high
the moon and lover sun.
New moon outside my bedroom window,
Restless and unable to sleep.
Another new cycle begins,
I’m wide awake, drinking it in.
Silver glow fills my bedroom,
Shadows are cast by moonlight.
Outside the world is quiet,
Not a sound to mar this night.
All thoughts of sleep are forgotten,
Tiredness instantly gone.
As if lured, I stand at my window,
Drinking in the beauty of the night.
Taking a long deep breath,
I then sigh contentedly.
Smiling til my nose crinkles,
Feeling a deep sense of peace.
I return once more to my bed,
Leaving the curtains open wide.
The glow of the moon on my duvet,
I know I shall not sleep this night.
©.L.Kelly
In the Shade of Half Eclipse
Silence…………………………………………….
Portent breathing
Light diffuse
Scattering bird song
Silence……………………………………………
Indrawn momentum
She held
Prophecy by hands cling
To premonition
Light fading
Dispersal of half moon shadow
Reaped by tufted grass
So hushed………………………………………..
Encumbered by trepidation
Shade deepening
Held by half eclipse
Nature freed by expectations darkness
Half moon shadow
Half moon light
Unveiled the fairy land
Out next to the weeping willow
Half-full moon still shines in early morn
Amazingly the glow gets brighter
As the sun on the horizon rises
But the sun earlier was shrouded
Obscure because of the fog and mist
The birds did not seem to mind at all
Their chirping was very shrill and brisk
The sun rises over the horizon
In a fireball of red- red this day
As the sun appears everything
Seems to speedily move on their way
The clear light that is on the moon now
Much brighter with a glow that's silver
There's an aura on the very edge
That reveals it is time to go soon
Time for me to go as well as moon
Duty calls...responsibility
The chores of the day to care for home
To see my families' needs are met