Moon Mystery Poems

The woman who sat on a bench 
in the twilight garden told me to wait a little while,
The woman who could see
 the dark times...

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It was a warm balmy night very peaceful
the woods slept soundly the moon shone 
In the quiet stepped out a unicorn flowing
silver mane it paused...

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It’s true what a wise one once said…how the older and older we grow
the more and more we learn…the less and less we know.

I don’t...

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A tombstone is my thought,
I made my tomb out of thoughts
I knitted my shroud from hundreds of ideas
And out of sadness I finished my coffin.

I...

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With trembling heart, as an attempt I made 
To leap across, he woke up with a start, 
The sword fell from his lap with a...

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In shadows cast on lands afar or near,
A dance of spheres in silence, stark and clear.
Though veiled from some, the cosmic play proceeds,
Unfolding vast, beyond...

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Newspapers read and a grand dinner done, 
I put out a large lamp awake like Moon, 
And stretched into my bed wishing deep sleep, 
Some...

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The rhythms of the night
Sounds of a dark symphony
A mysterious cacophony
Sends chill up and down the spine
Shadows chase the light of a full moon
Across meadow...

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*Murder most foul. Rod Serling, Stephen King or Ellery Queen?


Picturesque place on the edge of nowhere, small town American life.
Suddenly subject to media glare, reports...

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I was a red-violet, sunny morning person, usually up at the crack of dawn,
When orange light poured from the east, upon revival, dewy green lawns.

With...

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Met my moon at glide
She makes the flowers full bloom
Make stars collide....

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Was it last year, or yesterday?
Old Totem asks Taboo
Who ordered orchestra to play
Was it myself or you?
We never ever ordered that
Replied to this Taboo
But they...

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There is a darkness 
Between the trees tonight, 
There is a darkness 
And I have the light

Be it only a lantern 
A flame and a...

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I was an inscrutable, capricious mystery writer, like a pure mystery of days;
And I had composed best selling novels, like westering sun's scarlet phase.

An unparalleled...

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Refrain:

In these mountains, far from the sea,
Where hearts have heard the tales,
Screams a lady, she’s wild and free,
Her life bears in details.

Though we never named...

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