Devotion Moon Poems

She was with me, untouchable, intangible, and yet
she caressed me with her breath in an intimate way
on a balmy night in April, I shall never...

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Under The Loom of The Majestical Full Moon In Full Bloom
I Prostate Before Your Ethereal Altar
With Offerings of  Adoration,  Words and Songs Expressed
Throughout...

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“Father Sun is continually rambling and by doing so defines the night.” ~ by poet

Rambling
cosmic thoughts of
Mother Moon, Father Sun,
many of which I pen to...

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Taunting the day,
red moon rising,
tucking the sun, 
back into bed,
calling me forth,
her faithful soldier, 
collecting memories,
of stars for millennia, 
night's watchman,
at it again.


...

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The Sun and the Moon are twin flames. 
One from the other is Never far away. 
Always 11 seconds, 11 minutes, 11 hours,
11 days, and...

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In awe of the power you possess; pull my tides in the night
Extraterrestrial diodes; set the scene with backlight 
Silver and cold; blanketed in darkness...

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In the middle of the night, 
when the butterflies
dance to the moon's song,
I create constellations 
with the map of my soul, 
allowing astral lights 
across...

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Beneath cold night skies is where I find the greatest of comforts
My beloved Goddess the moon my company and protector in the dark
Lighting up the...

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I am if not a man of routine  
A glass half full is a still a big spill if it tips
I can't believe you’d...

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i have touched a thousand suns
danced thru constellations infinite
lost myself wrapped in galaxies dreaming
tossed mercilessly from vortex to vortex
ran amok in meteoric showers across foreign...

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She was ensnared within her gardens,
Amid a tempest of roses,
Entangled in the mournful whispers of… 
Weeping willows,
From noon till night.

Within her bustling haven, 
the envy...

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I have never known love like
the moon and his lily,

separated by immeasurable distance
but closer
than the cells that build their corporeal forms.

hearts intertwined tight
with akai ito,
the...

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The day hath done, The clock stopped by
With evening dew my eyes are wet
The flocks of birds and moth did fly
On winding ways the sun...

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The full moon shines 
              over Granada.
     ...

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As dragonflies squint in the rayless night.
My glimmer of whimsy embraces flight.
Yet faith wanes, and enthusiasm is slight. 
As lambency falters—the horizon is bleak.
In a...

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