Beauteous, fervent ,precious.
Bloomy, blissful truth.
. Zealous breath.
Hued ,brilliant light.
An enraptured ,harmonic
rainbow
I am the Space that stretches beyond,
I am the Distance where echoes are gone.
I am measured by light as it drifts through the night,
I am the Infinite, hidden from sight.
Moonlight memories are decidedly very human traits
How then, will AI be able to judge what a hand will write?
if bots have no heart nor soul, will they hesitate
to pass judgement? Will they find this to be their plight?
Throw in the gloom of rain and emotions are in full swing
Can bots comprehend the feelings of emotional pain
or will they judge on Thesaurus words. That's their thing.
Using AI to check for AI... that seems ludicrous and arcane
Moonlight enhanced her shapely silhouette
A beautiful lass in a see through dress
Starlight on her hair
Was beyond compare
Glistening over her brunette wavelets.
Hearts they sure sighed, it cannot be denied
Snapshots were taken that went out worldwide
She never did know
That she was on show
Out there enthralling passers bye doe eyed.
Now torn from out the home I’ve ever known,
Propelled by unseen winds to stray away,
The chilling rain that bathes my form is shown
By moonlight in this dance of swift decay.
I twist and turn as tender veins now tear,
Impelled by gales that push me to the dark;
My frantic tumble plunges down to bear
With sudden force against this rugged bark.
Yet, resting in this comforting domain,
I bow, amazed to know the sun will rise;
A deeper life shall bless the soil again,
Where quiet roots ignore the stormy skies.
Held fast within the forest’s cool embrace,
I fade into the shadows of this place.
you light my pathway
giving me security
from nights darkness
Duel Challange from poetry soup
Prompt
Write a poem inspired by moonlight
Rules
Poem must include the word "moon" or "moonlight"
Won challange :) thanks for voting
Tonight the moon is dazzling
Looking from my garden
Gazing towards the lake
My heart did leap for joy
I began dancing in the moonlight
Majestic ripples in the water
Sent shivers down my spine
Stars twinkled in the horizon
Totally sublime
So, happy to be alive
Moonlight ~ eerie, will vampires be out !
I scream " where are you "
Come get my neck ~ bite me
Am I dreaming ~ or is that a howling wolf
Fixated in the moment of sheer ~ madness
Long ago beneath the moonlight glow
We danced together, up close and slow
Caressed by midnight’s velvety hue
You asked me if I would marry you.
My soul went soaring to outer space
I whispered I would, as my heart raced
Though many obstacles came our way
We huffed and puffed and blew them away.
Moonlight trickles soft light
Pouring from Milky Way
Illuminating gold silent night
Save for fireflies dancing away
Honeysuckle breeze enticing
Blue butterfly sleeps in red rose
Vision of brown owl exciting
Hunting with razor sharp toes
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Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Contest: THROUGH AESTHETICA
Date:July 18, 2026
MIDNIGHT IN VELVET
In blue midnight she wore deep purple velvet, a crown of thorns in silk,
To meet her love where moonlight cut the dark like broken glass.
Love whispered in the ocean of fear, a tide that pulled and broke,
Two shadows danced while the night held its breath, alas.
Soulmates split by a black hole of sorrow, stars swallowed whole,
Tears fell like rain on velvet, drowning every silent vow.
A single shoe left lost behind, a fit that cruel time stole,
Before we turned to golden ashes, we sang our last song now.
A view of Dresden By Moonlight
~Johan Christian Dahl, 1839
Does Luna hold secrets,
does she hold mine;
does she hold regrets,
or to memory consign?
Steadfast she still climbs
though space and time
always keeping the rhyme
of an ancient design.
Water below reflects light
in celestial duet,
without music
without pain.
In the still of a summer night,
Softly playing, stars so bright
Seeking hearts, in moonlight
Joy stirs in those who delight
In the wonder of this sight
Glorious stillness feels so right
Walking all night
Upon the wave-kissed sands of the seashore,
Beneath the twinkling stars,
Through the silvery aerial veil
Of a waning moon,
Until the sun began to rise
From the lap of distant crimson waves,
Ascending
Into the enchanted sky,
Strewn with purple clouds.
The ocean halts,
Transforming into a mirror
To reflect the colours of dawn
Across its wine-red waves
The sun becomes a pupil
Within the indigo eye of dawn.
The sea seems like a lower lash,
The sky the upper one,
Adorned with scattered hued clouds.
Sublime!
Perhaps a glimpse of the Big Bang...
Or a corner of Heaven...
Eternity in every moment...!!
In the quiet night
Softly singing, such a sight
Hesitant prayers, so right
Spoken by breathless moonlight
Erasing the timeless tales
Wind and rain prevails,
Trembling on starlit trails
Moonlight hue softly pales
I see the night whisper it’s praise
Across the heavens, to amaze
I bask in its gently caressing rays
As I look up, with a riveted gaze
Moonlight makes me feel, so I know
The warmth of its tender glow
Melting away the darkness, a flow
Soft presence of a light to show…
What it means to believe, so composed
By the wonder of a light, exposed
To the music of moon who disclosed
The meaning of love, unopposed
We drift along the town-side promenade
on damp paving stones,
at blue hour,
past caffé windows
and the resting Héracléa port
Earlier we were sun-struck
watching gulls flicking over the marina
worn thin by the heat and glare
now we’re moonstruck
the harbor bobbing with a thousand white hulls
tide-light, the skin of the night
silvers the masts at sway
and polishes the darkened curve of the sea
the sea is never still, as if breathing
further out at bay, yachts cork and glitter like crystal
a warm breeze loosens cares
drifting honeyed with jasmine and salt
gentle waves wander in then out
returning as if by instinct
and splashing on the breakers like applause.
little bells in boat riggings chime
everyone's strolling tonight
being not just stimulated,
but biohacked - seduced by the scene
now and then a scooter mumbles past
its lights gleaming in puddles
as if for measured emphasis
.
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A song for this:
Inesaurible Tu by St. Project
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