Long Luna Poems
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As the warm sun begins to set
Fading on the far horizon
Ole Man Moon begins his assent
Luna Glory's beauty turns on
Greeting harvest moon with Goodnight
She shines in delight with her white
In love to glow forever bright
Their relationship great delight
Lunar are you jealous my dear
Of your cousin Morning Glory
She is colorful in blue clear
You are beauty white flowery
That relationship between you
And Mr. Moon when you greet sweet
He brings out the best that is true
At night when you soulfully meet
Snuggle down between soft starlight
That blankets the sky and the ground
Softly two kiss cheek to cheek right
The reward is seedlingly on the mound
(Valentine's Collection)
21.
Oh, queen of my heart, sing your song,
romance does bloom as your heart sings.
Within my arms, where you belong,
we find the peace that romance brings.
Beloved heart your love does shine,
Luna does sing her song so sweet.
Ever you are my Valentine,
Sorrow's dismay your love defeat.
Desire does sing in Luna's gaze,
we two are one within our love.
In star's display, we sing our praise,
our temples join so high above.
Oh queen of my heart, love we bring,
joy and peace we now are sharing.
In love's crucible, we do sing,
together our hearts are caring.
Passion, like a river, does flow,
into your ocean of glory.
Together through life, we shall go,
singing our wondrous love story.
We find the peace that romance brings,
within my arms, where you belong.
Romance does bloom as your heart sings,
oh, queen of my heart, sing your song.
I am a 13 year girl, name is Stella, an apprentice of Yijing.
My master is Luna, a beautiful woman skilled and kind.
I'm admiring her and always learn her actions into my mind.
To myself, she is completely everything.
Three years has passed Since we met each other
One day, my father brought her to my house
She looked like a fairy, dressed in pure white blouse
And introduced as his pupil and also my home teacher
My father was a Tarot master, I knew
She was a daughter of father's business friend
And wanted to be a fortuneteller as well
Her father advised her to learn other way to chew
Later, she told me, she felt Tarot was best choice to tend
But I could not understand what she wanted to tell
Fengleishanren.
Luna aura calls to me
Wonder reminds a story
Up beyond the distant trees
Our evening revelry
No words can tell our story
For wonder works mystery
Speak to me of profound grace
Two faces in fond embrace
Misty moonlight magic makes
Sparkling lunar give and take
From one lover to the next
Silent laughter fits warm stakes
Here by sleepy hamlets dance
Drifting moon now strokes a chance
Rhyme knows reason in glimpse grand
Poise aligns my cheery trends
Fate is never late I see
Autumn moon floats tenderly
Leon Enriquez
29 May 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
Written: April 24, 2025, for Contest sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose
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Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see
dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace,
she shone like the midnight sun;
I must confess, she looked rather whimsical
sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore!
I serendipitously reached a timeless twilight canvas
The fairy whispers of dreams, wings, and aged myths
I saw orbs rising in her eyes
each star is hanging on her breath
The fabric of darkness is knit with marvel
She beckoned me to a silent, mystical black ballet
Each sparkle was a memory
Yet to be lived
her grin paved the heavens
Together, we soared beyond the horizon's edge,
ghosts grow wishes in splotchy shade,
as opalescent primrose on an ethereal threshold,
fuchsia epitaphs
of lustrous fireflies glide by
Extending an invitation to discover
Similar to sparkling, countless orbs of hydrangea elixir
Psychedelic echoes as gold-lilacs slowly wilted
I saw orbs emerging in her eyes, as wisteria vines
Each star hung on her breath
within sangria songs
A dazzling white glow stems from spring
Juvenile giggling invades the landscape
A fairy whirlwind shapes chauvinistic dreams.
Spree Silvery jewels from twilight maroon meadows
Coral summer nights smell wonderful in purple dreams
On this halcyon land
fitted snugly in hedgehog twigs.
An inquisitive smile spread over her face
While she observed the burgundy luna
I asked, "Why does darkness color clouds?
I believe her dreams may be a cathartic cure.
"Hush your crashing," whispered the moon to the sea,
as the sound slowly faded from the mermaid's laughter.
Luna heard only echoes on the shore, a silent symphony
that had been ebbing across the sea, perhaps hereafter.
Often, when moonlight glimmered its soft celestial light,
she would allow me a brief glimpse of her golden hair.
It rivaled the glow of stars in the sky's ebon night,
but no longer is she here, swimming in shallows there.
Her dulcet voice was as lovely as any seraphic hymn
How I longed for the possibility of getting closer to her,
but I feared she'd be frightened if I went for a swim.
So, I gave up on that desire, thinking it best to demur.
The shoreline has become desolately quiet and bleak.
No longer does the mermaid ride upon a wave's curls.
No songs from the mermaid, whose vision I now seek.
No sighting of her tresses, nor her necklace of pearls.
De dimineata si pana pe'nserate
Faci, duci, dregi sarcinile toate
Ajungi seara'n pijamale
Si esti gata de culcare
Dar la viata te gandesti
Si de ce te obosesti
Când afara'i vreme faina
Tot ce'ti trebe e o haina
Iei costumul de'alergat
Si pe usa te-ai scapat
Gandurile te primesc,
Relaxarea-o poticnesc
Fuga usurare nu-i,
Linistea n-o da oricui
Ce sa faci sa te destinzi
Cand nu poti sa te intinzi?
Pasarea mananca bine,
In colivie totu-i apartine
Dar cand fuge'n libertate
Ia mancarea de-unde poate
Pofta de viata ai
Libertate parca n-ai
Vrei mancare sau vrei bine?
Libertate-o poti obtine.
Si viteza parca prinzi,
Noapte luna o cuprinzi
Cu privirea lacrimand
De viata animand.
Dazzling like goddess Luna dipped in harvest moon,
Yet, musing on beauty around at summer noon;
Seated in queenly splendor at the balcony,
Amazed on the ancient archives of alchemy...?
Nature has molded you in charm beyond measure,
Like luxuriously hidden sapphire treasure;
Sun light falling on you profusely with pleasure,
Reflects on nature's creatures with upscale leisure...!
Above all, in you are voluminously seen,
Philosophies and theologies that have been;
Cogitating in forms of curious puzzle,
Within - like joys and pains - tussle, hustle and bustle...!
Aren't midst apparent calmness, currents and whirlpools?
Are there within interiors, huge moral rules?
Yet, like saints, synthesis of these seems your nature,
It's, hence, constant smile has become your ornature...!
Shine forth! O princess of divine nature! Shine forth!
Like Sirius the luminous star of the north;
May endless wisdom and enchantment from you flow!
May these to the grief-filled mortals, joys endless show...!!!
29 October 2022
Painting prompted Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Lisa YY
Painting – 1
Ebony inks the emptiness of space,
highlighting the stars that adorn the night.
And as Luna rises to take Her place
day's shifting shadows morph into twilight:
as the moon and sun attempt to embrace.
Dusk dons a sequined, ethereal shawl,
as distant stars twinkle in the darkness.
And the sound of a chirping cricket's call,
breaks the silence imposed by dusk's starkness:
its lone serenade; heralding nightfall.
Shadows surrender their shape to the night;
like rippling ribbons ruffled by the moon.
And playing hide and seek with Luna's light;
they get haphazardly scattered and strewn,
stretching and shrinking in and out of sight.
Dawn's first light pierces the night's ebon heart,
thrusting through its impenetrable shield.
And fragmented silhouettes fall apart
as darkness capitulates, forced to yield
to the sun, as a new day gets its start.
#5: The Morning After
Shifting affects all their pulled souls; constant,
seized stares engage dawning crystals; bred views.
Child-like cherubs guide giggling stars; enchant,
Pegasus prepped and harnessed; controlled crews,
sprawled winged bats whorl descends barricaded,
midnight submerged shades Admiral cool blues.
Swamp aroused, croaks, leaps, buzzes, and waded,
Luna merged descension, picturesque views,
a deserved tired town, abandoned lagoon,
cows standing in their beds as the grass grows,
a milkman's leaving whistles a suite tune,
farm life kickers, kitchens light flicker glows.
Cherubs hook up the small wagon and hold,
as Sol draws the reigns; Chariot of Gold.