Crescent Poems - Poems about Crescent

A Siren's Song Under a Crescent Moon

The stars beckoned her song 
to reach the crescent moon
Awoken before the water serpents arise,
and sea merchants sail in, from shores nearby
At crack of dawn,  and drawn to flickering lights
night's natator of the bluest sea                   

Blue Crescent Moon

As the stars twinkled gaily in the sky,
they could only laugh -
They watched the moon through all its phases,
crescent, quarter, gibbous, full, and half.

But as she cycled through her lunar changes,
grieving for all love untrue,
the stars sadly noticed that
the moon was always blue.

So, they charmed a gentle nightingale,
"Please sing your pretty tune",
and "the stars beckoned

O' Crescent Glow

O' crescent glow
of perpetual allure,
candescent vigil, spirit light. 

Vouchsafe a crystal dream 
so I may brave 
the solemn eerie night.

But if by chance,
at dawn, this ka,
in slumber's freeze awaits.

With plumage beings 
I beseech ascend 
to greet God's sentence fate.

Crescent Smile

                                  crescent smile semblance                  

A Crescent Moon Bloom

If I could fetch you the moon on a spoon
I’d give you galaxies in a coffee cup
And sing softly to make you swoon
Then add the Milky Way as creamer
Stir the moon on the spoon 
Sweetened by your lips and 
The heart of a dreamer
Taking satiny sips you’d be refreshed
Find yourself in the family way
As celestial

Shepherd of the Shining Stars

I will wander through all the aeons and uncover all mysteries 
As shepherd of the shining stars
Greek wisdom, the heavenly crescent moon

(Cento poem about Christ, using lines from the three surviving Gnostic/Naassene hymns)

Bewitching Hour

Stars sparkle in the black velvet sky
Lit with orange and red 
Meteor appears as a shooting star
A bright streak of light 
Across the heavens 
The moon, a lovely crescent 
A midnight gust blows overhead
The darkest ink lays before dawn
Arrives the bewitching hour 
When the veil between life and death
Is at its weakest 
Phantom limbs intertwine

a crescent

a crescent
hanging by a thread
breathless


AP: 1st place 2024, Honorable Mention 2025

Winter Crescent

meditate on the sky
the beauty of stillness, 
and the stillness of space
autumn winter crescent

Aveolar In Crescent

moon's staff wanes 
whilst blood emptying —
distant swerve

crescent moon

"When both birds call simultaneously, it might simply be a coincidence of nature, but it can also be interpreted through the lens of folklore as a moment filled with spiritual significance or a sign of impending change."

crescent moon's sliver
lies upon a small gray cloud....
while whip-poor-will sings
barnyard owl replies answer
as daybreaks 'pon horizon

Crescent Silver

Cloaked figure approached - voice of death it spoke;
“Your moments come,” manifests scythe from smoke.
Each step bereft your pulsates, dirge of a malodorous,
bittersweet symphonies requiem of the hollow - mahogany tree;
stutter/sputter/cough sanguinary pearls hell plead,
crescent sickle moonshines through the clouds this nightmare,
ray of moonlight beam ebbs your breast beat, snuff a candlelight -  

A Crescent Moon

    A crescent moon hangs in the sky
       in two weeks it will be full

    Two weeks more, to crescent returns
       fascination’s endless allure

Crescent smile

My smile watching God's thumbprint in the sky

Crescent Moon

Waning crescent moon rises
Red sun rises adjacent
Whip-poor-will's love affair short
An arctic cold night     

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