Eclipses Poems - Poems about Eclipses

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You often say I am far more beautiful than the moon. You often are more beautiful than the sun too, my boon. You often part from eclipses of my heart, makes me want more soon....

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When The Dark Eclipses Romantic Light There is a clock that tells the world to spin As a Cheshire cat content with its grin A huge anchor holding it all in space A curve in the long scar upon your face Sorrow and pain cascading by your head And loneliness in this empty bed. We once loved the summer nights away But now...

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The ancient Hindu text mentions the story of the celestial dragon, the serpent that drinks the nectar of Gods holding wagon. Indicating that abundance has its limits, get to the grips, beheading the manipulating leech causing the eclipse. The temporarily obscurity being in the shadow of another body, or having another body pass between it for the viewers lobby. Abandonment...

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Nature is a mysterious Lady; with a likable personality. But She can be in-your-face and shady; when surreal suspends reality. The sky's an abstract painting in progress; a canvas of changing colors and hues. White clouds appear as vapors coalesce in a sea of turquoise and sapphire blues. Nature's multi-faceted and complex; with hidden quirks not yet fully revealed. But as we learn to observe...

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My morning pierces my awake with grief’s thrust - hitting me anew with the truth that he is gone. Rising, I stagger thru cloudy bruises of disbelief that I will never again be in his presence, but must lifelong hold the need inside of grief. I hear sobs break like tortured, soft tenders and realize it’s me giving in to how...

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I was on my ambivalent fence about who to watch watch the solar eclipse, my alcoholic allies or the designer THC corporate investors. Wherever it was, we read excerpts from two permaculture designers, to get our minds ready for this great transitional event. Robin Wall Kimmerer, an Elder Native American permaculture designer and teacher of ecofeminist political matriarchal cooperative ownership, if there ever were such an...

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Eclipses in Nature You all know how they occur But we are destined to So many eclipses Some full and some partial But all having deep impact A woman has an eclipse When her chastity And her souls purity Is snatched away By those whose dark intentions Just want to play With God’s holy clay Betrayal given by friends To serve their selfish ends Is an...

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The night’s full moon eclipses Greater than pumpkins A scene masterfully done Cast over their sins Jack-O-Lanterns scream From their blood thirsty innards The moon does redeem Russell Sivey Form Seguidilla...

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