Moth Poems - Poems about Moth

...I immerse myself in the night that carries memories, with a taste of melancholy, on the platform of a forgotten station, where souls meet only in passing, like shadows dancing to the rhythm of a m......Read the rest...

...Under the willow tree I sit breathing the fairies breath of absinthe Mid July they come for me My Dreams are spun in spider silk Moonflower and moth wings to clothe my foxglove heart I watch the ......Read the rest...

... I first scoped your ass then moved up your chest staring, my thoughts so clear It could touch your breasts. My heart pulsated as with rhythmic muse you were naked ......Read the rest...

...("The Mothership", 2024, original encaustics digitally collaged by Stephen Langer) What Will You Do When the aliens come What will you do? Will you go dragged kicking and screaming On......Read the rest...

...find your magic every day do a giggle, a song, a laugh, a sway harness your inner Luna moth Make time to play paint your pig hot pink, make her gay cheese feed your pet mouse, Sir Ray draw ro......Read the rest...

...A silver ghost on moonlit wings, Flutters through night's velvet curtain. Pale dancer in celestial rings, Of earthly cares, she's now uncertain. A living moonbeam, fragile, light, Drawn to stars......Read the rest...

... When you walked into the room, we were so in tune, I felt our breaths shaking, hearts palpating, hesitant smiles, twinkling eyes. I felt the silence engulfing us; charged, erratic, ......Read the rest...

...Old flame memories, and game show repeats, viewed through tobacco, it's smoke fills the room, loneliness, only, stays glued to defeat, blue-bottles, can't help, but choke on the gloom. Dreams l......Read the rest...

...SARTORIAL SELF-PORTRAIT Even as a young man, I dressed just like my dad. ‘Clothes are what defines you,’ Was a saying my mother had. But now I’ve retired from the city, Per......Read the rest...

... CONT from Part 1 Part 2 Snot Man Blue Blue Snot Man Blue was no more. His parents were so so so proud and happy. ‘It doesn’t matter an......Read the rest...

...'Her' 1. Like tracks on snow, she left a dent in my heart. Bold, dark, and beautiful she was. Praised by her underdogs, she sought. Blessed by the heavens with humor; charmi......Read the rest...

...Jailed for the will to be jailed Kids shouldn’t play with fire But they do, and of course they fail In full conscious of mad desire What now, will you write a sequel To Servantes’s Don Quixote ......Read the rest...

...Wordweaver inquisitive, imaginative, intuitive and playful daughter of Alice and Albert lover of my twin flame, family and Nature who feels appreciation, delight and empathy who fears oppression......Read the rest...

... I move closer to decipher the sound. It is the wind blowing across the lips of the morning moistened by melting frost. It speaks in whispers. My footsteps seem loud and echo along the wa......Read the rest...

... "kamikaze" Isn’t it odd how you always gravitate back to me, I circle your mind like a helicopter you watch me like a moth attracted to flames, lit in succu......Read the rest...