Angst Moon Poems

The world plunged into darkness, on the day you said goodbye.

You were my sun and you were my moon,
You was the light in every room.

Time...

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"One day, . . . I saw the sunset forty-four times! . . . You know—one loves the sunset, when one is so sad."
 Quote...

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I am the traveller with stones in my coat
Made opaque by staying nameless
Though dark I am not darkness
Swallowing the edges of days, overtaking

I rinse my...

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I
see
Luna
chasing Sol
across the night sky
separated by light and dark,
and I feel Her pain as She tries in vain to achieve
the impossible, over and over again,...

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the sun was burning with love for the moon, 
and the moon shone so brightly just for the sun. 
they would ever see each other...

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On specific night, the moon shows part a story
With sliced light's slant on key rock,
By at odd interests' solarity—

The cold rock fires back
Through lumped scars...

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grabs a hat from the hatstand 
fraught, he warps the midday sun
no apricating mellow touch
in haste, too early a venture
while camouflaged conspirators
beckon to no end,...

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Taking on an odd challenge - committed
Ideal forms, fired in keenest kiln
Trespass pages torn out, inmate omitted
Anguish arms, firm steely shield


Tigers eye eclipse rolls out...

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As the empathic moon pales of lustre of life,
and the downcast stars fall in the hour
of lamentation,
unforgiveness has its own realm of misery.
Our anger and...

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There are those who say the moon has no voice
That it hangs alone in icy silence
Mocked by the twinkling of jealous stars
A corpse illuminated by...

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An empiricist gem,
cut many ways; lives
in my dangling essence,
draped over my soul.
The why— their hearts'
squeeze marks it up— 
while frisking for
a scar that's recent.

With the...

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Breaking through day,
the last night,
where the mirror
on glass lips posed 
for a new moon, 
that only masked
its face in ebony
brims of space

trapping in my ache,
with...

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“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before”
Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven.



I’m...

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So seldom does she sit alone by day
Gently smiling amid the fawning blue
Had she just grinned and slyly walked away
Without the starry quilt the heavens...

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Sauntering into the pub from out of the fog
the varnished wood paneling on the walls
reflecting the amber light from the Edison bulbs
in their Art Deco...

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