Short Many Moons Poems
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The faith of mankind
Will be endured in a cosmic way
Between the stars
Many moons after a solar day
~ Leonard Napierskie
Many moons ago
Rudolph played in the snow
He did not have to fly
With Father Christmas, in the sky
Because his Mummy said no
'Twas very many moons ago
I was once a spry spring chicken
~ At least the hat survived
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
So many days,
So many moons
Have drifted down and by
still and calmly.
Like these
Forgotten kisses
Under the grey shade
Of Mahogany in
A summer day.
Many moons ago,
Rudolph played in the snow.
He did not have to fly,
With Father Christmas, in the sky,
Beccause his Mummy said no.
I wrote this some time ago.
Many moons ago we danced
And danced on the many stars that shone that night
In the enchanted wonderland we created
Whimsical fantasies carry us away
Onto a magic carpet built for two
Many moons have I seen since my birth,
left a footprint or two on the earth.
You can tell this is so
from above and below
if you look at my planet-like girth.
MANY moons ago
MARY met a male.
MARK was his name.
HARK to their tale.
HARD to catch was he,
HARE like was his gait.
HERE ends the story,
HERS was far too late
Together,we held hands
that day
Many moons ago!
Those stars still shine,
constant they seem to be.
But we..
no more,each will ever see.
Yesterday ,a different country
a far off land
still lives ..in you and me.
(Witty Epitaph)
Herein lies a man named Dorian Gray
He was very young and gay
Till many moons one day
His own painting did him away.
Dorian Petersen Potter
Aka ladydp2000
Copyright@2014
September,25,2014
Endless memories that haunt the heart
Many moons have gone by since we fell apart
Priceless images of what we used to be still linger in my mind
Time will last forever and so will my love for you
Yet I cant help my soul from it's emptiness
emotional
forecast
foretells
cloudy skies
with no break
in sight
in layman's terms
there is going to
be a long stretch
of glum and doom
with no end in sight
for a great many moons
then the prophecy
speaks of a grand
emotional awakening
Many Moons
Many moons have affected my way of life
From conflicts to divine meetings
To when I choose to say goodbye
I’m always pulled in the direction of what seems most right
When listening to the many moons
And the thousand faces she assumes
double midterm
a sinner complex
you hear train whistles
say to yourself
he’s nervous
cat corked up
in my window
a caboose in my house
boose if you need it
double voyage duplex
many moons ago bad luck
whole bunch of holloween years
to boot
The sands of time, dances in the wind.
Covering or sins.
Eyes wondering over the ruins.
The city is watched over by its many moons.
The city of wondering souls.
Darkness descends at night.
Later the night will turn to light.
Watching as the land and seas go by.h
the drums were silent
first time in many moons
little bear woke with a start
harvest moon winked
brother stars giggled
laughing brook gurgled
a movement in the bushes
little bear listened hard
but the drums were silent
was grandpa okay?
daylight would bring answers
many moons pass in time
and yet I'm grateful you're mine
all the king's gold
can't compare to you
and the brightest star in the heavens
reflect your beauty
the biggest diamond
sparkles less than your smile
I am truly blessedto have you by my side
so I wish you a happy valentine
Love leaves, longing, lingering…last chance.
Time ticks too till things taken…turn black.
Missing means mourning many moons…my mistake.
Wanting wishes wonderful would want…what is.
Regret rings ruefully readily reliving…real sorrow.
Forgiveness fathers forget-ness for…fleeting moments.
Form:
Moons of many moons a plenty
The one moon I love is the harvest
Looking at you I'll never feel empty
In my opinion you are the far best
Your beautiful figure and the face you show
The sky you ignite in the dead of night
Your glorious color and gleaming glow
Little did you know you're my only light
The Moon and I
She danced on my pillow
and whispered
come follow
I’ve something to show you
and so I drifted
on moonshine rays
over hill and dale
She lit the way
to the rippling shore
and then I saw
although half awake
the wondrous beauty
of many moons more
sparkling shimmering
across the lake..
so many moons have danced a-sea
and swum in eyes, entrancing me
but such dear blessings pale to one -
the chance to rise with each new sun.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, October 6, 2023
( photo of sunrise at Portland Headlight taken by Gregory R Barden 1974 )
Misty mountain morning
of pastel pink and blue
the wind songs playing through the trees
reminding me of you
The peaks on the horizon
on foggy blankets rest
the coolness of the air so crisp
nature at her best
Many moons have come and gone
since you and I shared these
for you have gone away, my love
beyond the distant breeze
All it took was that soft caress
your breath on my neck.
I was taken
shook to my core.
Like the sun in the cyan sky
my skin was kissed with fire.
The rapture was impenetrable.
Temporary, I thought.
Many moons have passed
And still,
I long for your graze
Rouse my flesh with your buss.
- Caroline Youngless
05/06/2021
After vows I uttered many moons ago.
Arose two shadows more greater than Van Gogh.
Out of the darkness and into the light these two
shadows grow taller after every sunset delight.
When night follows and their away
these so called shadows
Cloud my dreams with sweetness and light.
With hope someday they will fancy me
without mindfulness spite.
Beneath that splendid-tree,
I've written many pages,
Of people, places, things
Of different traits and ages.
And, beneath that splendid-tree,
I'd hummed a slew of tunes,
And swat a lot of flies,
And gazed on many moons.
Yes, beneath that splendid-tree,
Something very 'wondrus' grew.
For beneath that splendid-tree,
I fell-in-love with you.