Moon Nothing Poems

I no longer write flowery verse,
My mind is adrift from the universe
And my star is dim.

Magic and mystery no longer plague me;
The moon has set...

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Aim to please
Aim to kill
Kill with kindness
Kill time
Time flies
Time to go
Go the distance
Go home
Home sweet home
Home free
Free to roam
Free falling
Falling down
Falling in love
Love is blind
Love...

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Nothing seems to matter
Now
The moments
Drained
Sun
Filtered
Moon
Cloud-bound
Life’s scents
Singed
By sorrow’s
Creeping embers
Horizon’s muted
Drained
Of their thrill
She sits
A stranger
Bound to me
By love
And thus
I am blinded
To all beauty
For she
Was 
The lens
Bringing it...

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POTD 8th Jan 24


 NOTHING LESS ~ NOTHING MORE

The ambushed night when all was still,
Amidst the gloom, anxiety took my will.
Though the moon cast its...

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When I am nothing, a no one,
when nobody remembers my name -
will you give me a purpose to remain?

When I can no longer run,
will you...

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Nothing
Nothing is lovelier than planet earth 
Bar the moon and silvery stars above
Earth is our homeland and we’re free to roam 
This gift made for...

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...I remember when it was SOMETHING.
A Lesson OR Blessing, actually BOTH.

Is blood thicker than water? Not if bad blood has formed. Was it always tainted,...

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Nature has a way of lending then transcending 
every season in due course has her own remorse 
When summer flowers faint, without constraint  
the...

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While the sun rises on one hemisphere, and the moon appears over the other, your life reeks of eternal failure,
The realisation of which will be...

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The customs men shake their heads
and watch the women enter Mexico.
Three with skirts, white socks,
one with jeans 
and proper blouse.
Seventeen, eighteen
just out of Concord Academy
in...

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nothing is perfect
rain does fall sometimes
the weather can be temperamental
the sun can be stubborn
the moon can be uncooperative
in the end, we do the work to...

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Her skin is textured fabric
and a lovely pair of…odd eyes of ink
 black and sheen green.
Cherry cheeks, heavy-handed
 for his amusement.

Lips sewn to silence
just the...

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Aspens and oaks embellish the dense forest
distant from the suburbia's loud noises,
all remains unchanged in such a wilderness;
I gaze at swollen clouds reaping a storm,
nobody...

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If I gave you the sun, moon, and stars
why isn't it enough?
If I changed spots that were deemed
unchangeable,
Why do you beg me to change?
If I’m...

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