Moon About Poems - Poems about Moon About

We're goin' out to Idaho where the potatoes grow honey we're leavin' quite soon but if you call it quits then I've had my chips and like the wolf I'll be a-howlin' at the moon I'm over this Sunshine State yeah I can hardly wait baby we're leaving at noon but if you say 'No way!' and you wanna stay like the...

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A silvery dream upon the night sky Shining betwixt the tiny shimmers Queen of the dark alam is she, Beauty resting upon her in sanctity That mere words can’t help but flatter Brimming with epics at her flower beds That the poets sing praises But none versed enough To match her luminous attire Her light, a divine compassion Enlightening lost hearts, Blistering romantic rivers in every...

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Vibrations from a Verso 7-25-25 Sponsor: Nette Onclaud Theme Chosen: Dark Coal of Night ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dark Coal of Night Moonbeams, morning’s prophet, Chase coal of night Into wombs of white fire As flames imbue Dreams with clarity’s gems Facets of light, Glittering stars of dawn ~ Diamonds of dew. ...

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Bader means full moon in Arabic, but to me, your name carries more than light it holds the weight of my world. My life revolves around you, and I don’t remember what joy felt like before you. I pray to God each night, quietly, endlessly, that He grants you success in this dunya because my love for you means your happiness is mine. Do you love me...

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—A Lunar Ballad from the Year 2088 The year was 2088— I stood in Beijing beneath neon skies, Clutching a visa to the Moon, Where dynasties now rise beyond the clouds. China, bold architect of the stars, Has carved empires on the Dark Side— No longer myth or mystery, But fields of fusion and factories of fire. Helium-3, mined from silver dust, Feeds reactors like...

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Poem written for Illusku : Illustrated Haiku Challenge, JCB Brul, sponsor, July 24, 2025 ASCENSION ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ moon slowly ascends silver coin in well of sky glow smooths rough edges ...

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timorous blue moon plays peek a boo in brooding clouds distant thunder claps ...

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A blackbird flies before the moon, A life shall pass away; A death, a bird, Together stirred, Fused in a lunar ray; The wings of a fate falling soon. ...

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That moon by romancing is made, I never know what people do. But its love light has picked your face. That moon by romancing is made, Sets my fingertips to the day — A night that's between me and you That moon by romancing is made. I never know what people do....

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For Brian's Contest 24/7/25 ...

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So, as the Crazy Train hits the last stop down that long Randy Rhode, let's gather in the dining car, put a fork in the War Pig, and feast on bat heads. RIP Prince of Darkness....

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The moon glows like a pearl on a dark pond. Ripples fracture its reflection beyond. Shadowy edges become a mysterious scene. With its face becoming alive to gleam, a demand that you read its lips and smile, to the omens it brings with gusto and guile. The moon above has a fixed stare, stony-faced! Reflected in the pond, it's wildly debased, Crying...

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She stood there, eyes on the moon, Whispers of 'where do I begin?' It had already ended — a silent doom, She searched for warmth in the sea's despair, But only the silence grew immune. Waiting for waves to even care, But darkness had come too soon. ...

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Once in the evening of a lovely pond’s face a moon glow appeared; fireflies giving chase pine soldiers watched the mystical sight one of the prettiest moons, which gave them delight The ducks were asleep, so they missed it all Cattails did not see, for they cannot lean after all the grasses were smitten, for the glow was ethereal unreal thought the...

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MOON OVER THE MOUNTAIN* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The moon ascends, a silver coin tossed into the well of sky. Its glow spills over jagged peaks, softening their rugged edges. I stand beneath the moon’s glow, pondering my own ascent~ those moments when I climbed, when I faltered, and when I stood still, lost in the beauty of the struggle. *Cendrine Marrouat published...

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