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I bid you farewell my friend
I'll be on the next plane of no return
Number three two k
a ticket one way
in forever gone to stay
And if you ever come to miss me
in want to hear my voice
Just remember
So many days i dialled your number
So many calls never been answered
You left me no other choice
And if you ever come to need me
Just remember
So many nights i knocked on your blue door
I heard soft music in the background
but there was nobody home.
I bid you farewell my friend
I'll be on the next plane of no return
Number three two k
a ticket one way
in forever gone to stay
And tomorrow there s' a sunrise
in a yesterday s' a gloom
in today there is a sunset
and above there s' a half moon.
Charma
(fiction poem)
WILD WOLF and MAROON MOON
No Moon night, neither bright nor clear
Wild Wolf stared silent on starry sky.
Moon-phases started as days passed by.
Nascent crescent descent moon to appear.
Excited wolf got stunned and made mild grunt.
Gazing at Half Moon wild wolf wandered.
Gibbous Moon when up with ghostly wonder,
Wolf moaning groaning but not ventured to hunt.
At last Full Moon glazed on golden disc.
Wild wolf started growling howling,
rushed for hunting with frolic frowning,
winked at maroon Moon turning lunatic.
08/10/18
' Wolves and the Moon' Contest by Julia Ward
Third Place
'SEPTEMBER PREMIERE 2018' Contest by Brian Strand
Under a half moon
He becomes my dream
A secret uncloaked
Emotion unveiled
A mystery revealed
Existence of warmth
between subconscious
and implicit knowledge
And it is there...
`neath the soft spot of my heart
where crimson bleeds its velvet
upon his bare breath
Its there where my blushed lips
lose their virginity
Where my fair cheeks
suffused with rosy glow
It is there where fiery needs are fulfilled
Fervent desires scorched
Candlelit pleasures beheld
It is there where alluring visions
embrace my suppressed memory
and take over this barren soul
As his ardent voice call
in an enticing whisper
in a unique accent
into my left ear
My love~Mi amor
That is the preserved moment
when my unwholiness becomes whole
That is the moment
those glancing eyes capture my own
Only until...
Mr sandman leaves behind
wet proposals on dry soil
Early mist envelops the bridge
Aurora rises in new awakening
Last zephyr breeze fades away
and once again He is gone,gone.
Halloween!
Dense dark is Halloween night.
when Moon is absolute absent.
On Full Moon, it shows bright.
‘Half Moon’ glows descent.
Stars sparkle, show blue light.
Moon, if turns ‘Crescent’
displays ghostly sight.
Haunted house.
Horrifying mouse.
Flying vampire, scary ghost,
wicked witch, cunning most,
kindling candle,
breaking handle
of rusted latch
just to catch
the fleeing rat
that safely sat
on fleshy pumpkin.
Ghost jumped in,
started to crave.
Bold and brave
baby went out,
robust and stout,
biting juicy candy.
Sipping blue brandy
parents danced, dreamed.
Barn owls swirled, screamed.
Kids, kith and kin danced with host.
Silent drums beat by invisible ghost.
Hello! Join Halloween party
Enjoy full: hale and hearty.
10/23/16
Halloween Contest by Eve Roper.
Third Place
The Afternoon Moon
Grandmother reclines in the passenger seat,
while sunlight glows through her white wavy hair.
Her cheeks rosy, she smiles at me
as I drive east toward the Blossom Trail.
I beam back, then remember
my mask hides my mouth.
We pass some almond orchards,
the flowers like drops of warm vanilla cream
under the clear blue sky.
Grandmother remarks how some trees
already dropped their petals,
though it’s not even March.
A white half moon climbs the sky,
like it wants to get a jump start on night,
even if it’s only two o’clock.
It tries to rush away my Sunday,
my present moment, my time with Grandmother
into a whole week without her.
Will it hasten the day
she’ll move into assisted living,
where I won’t be allowed to see her?
Published in Song of the San Joaquin, Spring 2021 Issue
Physics of the moon
I feel the lunar ecstasy in your heart
Connecting our vibes from over 1500 miles apart
With every swing of my mood ring, my sensational heart will sing
An out of this world phenomenon tune, "you are my everything!"
Absorbing every phase the moon goes threw
Sending energy between me and you
When our eyes meet on the darkest side of the moon
Your body mass rotates like a cyclone hitting my land like a typhoon
Like the gravity that bonds the earth and moon together
Our souls will collide with a massive force of forever
The image of you appears at all times like a moon cycle
Like a cascade running all around my mind, like a halo circle
Our love and vision orbits through every star
Giving us light no matter how near or far
The stars throb around the moon like a secret signal in the night
While you inhale my energy that exceeds into the morning light
Like a rainbow that enters and vanishes into the twilight of our sky
Our first kiss under the moon beam will twist our tongues into a tie
A sweet magnetic shadow will remain under the half moon
Sweeping our love above the clouds to float like a balloon
Holding a reflection with the moon's tide
Our journey continued, side by side
Emerging our love to find its way soon
Like a love mirage with the physics of the moon
:)
Bride and bear
Sandhaya kalam dark clouds are passing wolf making a sound bats and beast of trees giving a shelter for a new bride
Without a knowledge she took her palki down by her gards
Winds are sawqual time wlak by the beauty of half moon but without a single star
Bride wher be thinking when should be my first kiss and how i hug my love
Suddenly some noise coming from distance she informed the guards to find they went with noise and few seconds silence like dry fall leafs
She shout soon her self when she found herself in the arms of a brear in the cave
Goodnight everyone........
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri
This gypsy soul is on the road
It leaves castles far behind
It abandons ghostly mist
which sabotages the caravan of life
It passes along the mountainside
by golden hay fields where daises bloom
By streams of waters which sweeps a withered rose
towards the decayed lumber fume
This gypsy soul is on the road from Edinburgh to Loch Lomond
against high winds,against the rain,against aquatic monsters of pain
This gypsy soul is on the road to the woodlands of your heart
where I would camp inside your tent as our blissful thoughts impart
This gypsy soul within myself and all the woman in me
would wantingly await your fingertips to compose soft pastels'fantasy
The smell of early coffee then fills our empty cups
The song of the cicada would echo in the shrubs
And as the chimney smoke drift sideways in the breeze
as warm dappled light filters through purple pansy leaves
The pressing of my lips would leave their crimson mark below your sun-kissed cheek
My arms would cling around your once muscular physique
We laze upon a hammock strung between two old oak trees
I play on your guitar my hundred melodies
As the incandescent half moon rises above the dusky hue
and orange paper lanternes float high in cobalt blue
We'd chase the opalescent glow of a million firefly
You'd be able to touch me before last embers die
This gypsy soul is on tne road in search to be set free
Across bridges on a journey,your compass -my destiny.
This is a repost of a poem I've written the 30th of April 2014
Written: April 18, 2025, for Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand
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. . . here comes the m o o n
taking shape as a girl
her golden skin, aglow
peering through the door
and slipping into the room
I grasp her across
the crowded space
cerulean hair cascading
as a waterfall over rounded
c r e a m y shoulders
her eyes glinting as twin stars
are framed by a curving smile
that splits her shell-pink lips
as our gazes lock,
such a gentle breeze
that tease spring buds
her laughter carries
a sweet scent of honeysuckle
beckoning me to step closer
here comes warmth
a candle soft flicker
and amber flames dance silently
around the silhouette of her curves
shadowed with f e r vo r
winding through a maze of people
I find her waiting
beneath the half-moon
her hands outstretched
like a lifeline
pulling me from dark waters
our fingers intertwine—
her skin is smooth
like sateen sheets
I twist myself into
the folds of her body
as her silken velvet voice
melts between teeth like
sumptuous chocolate mousse
our parched mouths meet
kisses crash like thundering waves
drinking in the tart berry sweetness
and savoring every flavor of her
here comes desire
a flash of your eyes
a kaleidoscope of storms
reflected in the blue—
caught within the blue
swirling like northern lights
on a cold winter night
I lay dazed and amused
drawn to your smile
here comes a kiss
upon our warm, starlit lips
and I inhale your scent
a sweet, rare perfume aura
under sheets of rolling hills
caressed by moonlight
the river whispers
“drown in my f l o w.”
MOON
In azure sky opaque opal-like Moon
showing pallid dull white face at noon.
Little stars shine in No Moon night.
Blue polka dots look so bright.
Appears next afternoon
descent crescent Moon.
renders romance,
on your glance.
Now Moon
soon
will
feel thrill
to select
half to reflect.
Half Moon, half disc
Phases, majestic
growing gradual in size
day by day, big, bigger to rise.
forming an odd shape known as gibbous
At last phase glowing full disc gorgeous.