Long Moonbeams Poems
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She stood amidst the tropic breeze
the girl with blue Aruba eyes
Between the fruiting mango trees
neath pastel sunset shimmered skies
Meandering this summer’s eve
we stroll the shoreline hand in hand
Where lemongrass and grottos weave
and footprints wander in the sand
Alone this twilight paradise
as moonbeams glow on suntanned skin
Melodic turquoise waves entice
a seaside romance to begin
When here on dampened shore we kiss
my heart it beats in whispered sighs
Her beauty is my island bliss
the girl with blue Aruba eyes
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Since it is winter, I thought I’d take a poetic trip to the tropics
Care to join me
Line of inquiry: “the essence in us is the same
as the essence of the sun”
Dweller of Our Heart
I can’t hear its crackle or sizzle. What am I?
Swaddled in the all-encompassing wisdom
of light; it burns slow. I develop: a seed to die.
My eyes move as my head spins around the world.
There are only so many spaces my foot will land;
not on the moon; moonbeams in my burnt-orange hair.
Warm-blooded rays reach out and touch; skin to skin.
I illuminate someone else’s countenance with my smile.
My Summer eyes grab hold of theirs; a plum blush.
When Winter comes, I’m far-removed ; housebound.
Still, I will be replaced; it's not me. What are they?
Beginning with a twinkle
Falling softly from the dark skies
Stars reaching down, embracing
Charming the yearning heart
Gentle, comforting lights
Moonbeams whisper laughter
Through the murkiest night
Tenderly piercing the blackness
With rays of heavenly glitter
Peppered across smoky blankets
Fireflies dance, shimmering
Captivating flames of brilliance
Vibrating in halos of sacred
Explosions from the sighs
Blazing, glowing, kindling inspiration
Ending with the dawn breaking
Carrying the sunlight on shoulders
Of dark shadows reaching
Across the seas of serenity
Into the heart of love’s capabilities
From start to finish – beginning to end
There is a quiver of pleasure
Felt by the spirit’s sensibilities
Erasing the darkness with a feeling
A breathless caress trickling within
Where joy confesses to silence
That quiet is a kindness so alive
It dreams in rich colors, brilliance
Flaming darts of healing, fulfillment
Lighting the eyes in sparkles
Dazzling so they radiate with love
Sent down from God above
Night thrives with reflections
Of this heavenly light!
Hues of grace tenderly awakening
Prayers and praise – pure peace
That comes from knowing the One
Who sends down that genuine love
In the tranquil embrace of twilight's grace,
Hush, little one, the stars trace
A path of shimmering, silver light,
Cradling you through the velvet night.
Moonbeams pirouette, a celestial ballet,
Whispering sweet nothings as they play
Upon your downy head, so dear,
Lulling you into dreams, crystal clear.
The willow's branches, they do sway,
As zephyrs hum a tender lay,
A serenade to rock you tight,
Under the watchful eye of night.
Beneath the cosmos' endless sprawl,
The world is hushed, a serene shawl,
Embracing all in slumber's hold,
While dreams for you, the universe unfolds.
The night's embrace, a tender lull,
As stars and moon in beauty mull,
The precious gift of you, asleep,
In dreams where all your treasures keep.
So, close your eyes, my cherub bright,
Let go of day, embrace the night,
In my embrace, your soul at ease,
Sleep, my love, with the world, in peace.
For in this moment, time stands still,
In the quietude, we find our will,
To dream, to love, to be as one,
Until the morning breaks, my sweet one.
Mystical labyrinth of twisting harmonic warnings
Gazing into infinity’s composing handiwork –
Moonbeams in silver sung sonatas –
Ivory hued cantatas resolved from heart pacing crescendos
Spring’s soothing birdcalls after tympanic thunder.
Measured tempos of rhythms search for their time signature
As aching melodies in moveable feasts of swans
Search for resolutions in atonal firebird tango ballads
Through classical dusty suites of western legends
Not losing pitch or tripping over downbeats.
Too many notes squeeze into four square spaces
When magic flutes songs soar over seraglio dreams
Imperial marches set imprisoned phrasing free with fanfares
And close encounters of key notes discard dissonance
Seeking rhapsody in hues of blue.
Plaintive and joyful - hopeful and merciful -
Healing rhythms inspired from the eternal melody,
A lost chord to haunt then heal the midnight heart
All arranged in one accord from the Master’s apprentices
To rest in finality of one trailing echo of waltzing river.
MOONLIGHT ON MY LAPTOP
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in twilight's hallowed hour
the world outside recedes.
glowing screen, a window wide.
virtual realm opens.
moonbeams dance upon
reflections of code and thought.
I soar, a bird on outstretched wings
through skies of endless blue.
laptop’s keys play a symphony~
my inner voice, a creative song.
the laptop's shining face
a mirror to my soul, a gateway
to hidden depths, a sacred place.
in dawn’s approaching hour,
screen’s embers fade
flickering flames of creativity
their embers will soon turn cold.
Soft is the veil of the moon
upon my face
illuminating my inner being
filling me with wonder.
Silently I watch moonbeams
dancing, weaving patterns
in silky slow motion
over an endless sea.
Oh, glorious moon
will you weave your
moonlight magic
into my dreams?
How you shimmer
under the midnight sky
caressing the edges
of the earth.
Oh rare, stunning jewel
of brilliance
stars stare and admire you
for have been set apart
from the rest.
Now you rise
in regal splendor, spreading
your opalescent wonder
that sparkles like sequins
on an elegant gown.
Your sheer beauty shines
for all the world to see
keep shining, oh silvery moon
spread your luminous magic
o’er all the earth, as you have
from time immemorial
from ancient of days.
Written on 3/12/2019
All alone together
The sun this evening sets beyond
a pristine mountain lake
In watercolor brushstrokes blending
warm on summer skies
Reflecting nature’s beauty in a
slowly rippled wake
And still I only long to look
into your perfect eyes
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For there I find such grandeur waiting
as I sit and stare
Here beneath the moonbeams and
the stardust sprinkled bliss
Whispering sweet twilight dreams the
two of us can share
Now as one our shadows
meet in passion’s heated kiss
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Mesmerizing loveliness of
visions from above
Lullabies in echoes
mingle with our breathless sighs
While we bid the day farewell on this
our night in love
All alone together
till the morning sun does rise
Good night Soupers
The dark caress of ravens flight
Graze the tips of distant clouds
Where moonbeams touch the edge of night
And mystery slips behind a shroud
A violin mourns with pain
And echoes through the ebon realm
Notes adrift with sad refrains
Scatter emotions which overwhelm
Two hands of the clock slowly merge
As midnight bells begin to ring
From the darkness ravens emerge
Cawing as they flap their wings
These harbingers of death and gloom
Such dark fears they do incite
With glint of iridescent plume
As moonbeams touch the edge of night
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Poetry and prose penetrate
Through thick skins and rainbows
Creeping along the shores of azure sea
Waters gracing inspiration and mystery
Feelings alive with a fire that thrives
Born of brilliant hues of moonbeams
Filled with glittering emotions that shine
Soothing the spirit with dreams afire
Verses so thrilling they seek the whisper
Breathing truth and charm into the heart
Spiritual benefits dancing through the streets
Echoing a beat of passion and promise, praising
Vibrant notes of sing song sighs reveal
Melancholy, whimsical ideas that free hearts
From the senses filled with desolation and dread
Nightmares creating storms of darkness inside
Marvels exposed, naked and alive, painting
Hues of amber, crimson and soft lights
Creating waves of color across the noon sky
Awakening teardrops that flow from kind eyes
Soothing embraces capture the soul’s desires
Arousing crimson tides gushing through veins
Of insight and truth, confidence in the promise
For visions that will stir fires of illuminating passion
Blazing yearnings for the ripe innocence of youth
Shades blushing strokes of reflective sensations
Ideas that include anticipation, faith and compassion
Soaring on wings of contentment freed by prayers
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