Moon Sea Poems

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I love the end of the day,
when the sun want to climb into bed.
The moon will be rising soon,
showing off it's big bright face.

 

The...

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(Written for bitesize contest)
I am like the daisy moon, in a sea of butterfly clouds~
listening, when waltzing waves croon mellifluous memories,
while this heart longs to...

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We drag our ships over shapeless rock
and sleep in color this night 
under lips of blue
hemmed shut by the cold
the gutting silence
rising to devour ...

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"One day, . . . I saw the sunset forty-four times! . . . You know—one loves the sunset, when one is so sad."
 Quote...

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Sun-kissed stones, where shadows play,
Whisper secrets of a bygone day.
Grand Canal, in sapphire dressed,
Reflects the love within ones heart.

Gondolas glide, like whispered sighs,
Through water streets,...

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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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On the silver sea, under the clear moonlight, I venture forth,  
In search of songs lost in the depths of time,  
The moon,...

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I am …

a withered leaf -
the breath of your indifference,
tossing - like every other …
we sit on sand
shoulders pressed like sinners
yet from the chill,
not familiarity...

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(Inspired by 'Indigo Night' by Thomas W Case)

A thousand thousand stars pierce the indigo night,
but no moon mars the canvas, or lightens velvet strokes.

Half-hearted waves...

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Time and tide again waits for no man
tempest-tossed upon life’s billow
The hull or the dinghy
Serves as a fortress
Though steady on its keel
Knocked his wits and...

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Gardens of sea pebbles
glistening 'neath the moon,
shining their finest glow,
ride the tide as it slinks
away in ebbing flow.

Gardens of sea pebbles,
bright with seafloor colors,
mingle with...

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* Content Warning: this poem touches on physical/emotional abuse*

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        “dabble,...

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As she sings, the sea agrees to feed the night its breathless light, softer than the fading shadows, silent like the nocturnal words - drifting...

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"Like a shooting s t a r,
         plunging from lunar fields of lavenders,
  to touch the...

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