Rose Stars Poems

On my walk the other morning…the moon wasn’t quite full yet…
and I was lucky enough to see her about an hour before she set.

A cloud...

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Just when the summer sun had fully set,
   Sending shadows of twilight far and wide—
   It seemed about as calm as...

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

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I watched pine tree silhouettes swaying,
dancing as sunlight drowned in the sea.
They waltzed around golden flames of fire
whose embers rose at twilight's gloaming,
kindling a myriad...

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 I envy~
champagne stars,
sparkling gold.

Cascading as
Cupid's arrow, 
to steal quartz rays,
of the rose moon. 

Like love-struck eyes in~
awe of Lunar wings,
unaware of how, 
you mirror...

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I still reminisce when it was raining incessantly at 3:55 a.m. in the nascent ticks of time on a wistful wednesday. My skin felt the...

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electrifying
when peering through earth's skylight
angels love the sight

effects arising
from hued sun so far and near
like scent of rose dear

magical with moon
above crisp snow and pine...

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A purplish black dark sky night 
Brushed the reddish moon with white 
The sun has painted the sky with orangish hues 
And tinted the stars...

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Echoes of your diffusive elegies, in the core of your rare piercing beautiful soul, recollections of somber yesteryears, sprouting deep lacerations and stigmatized unseen wounds,...

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Collected, like tears – dewy fresh,
Sparkling on the edges of tender leaves,
Kissing away the moon’s embrace,
Cleansing the spirit with trembling sprays,
Gasping lights, reflections of midnight,
Borrowed...

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Virgin mother of spring and maiden of light  
Once fallen offspring of your splendorous son 
Humbled and now exalted above the height 
Shining down...

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Crystal rose shines
amidst wine fog~ 
nine star-seeds traced....

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With the love,
 in her eyes,
She unleashed,
 the butterflies,

The moon,
Reflects,
Her hips,
And love,

And if I could,
make the palm,
And maple trees caress,
As you undress,
The weariness,

With the love,
In...

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I dream poetry, 
gazing towards the glowing moon,
and in its face, 
I see your irresistible ebony eyes 
shining like two constellations 
upon the starry sky,...

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I was an experienced astrologer, for wandering stars held much fascination,
Luring in opal darkness of mystery, like beautiful butterfly transformations.

My days were spent charting pretty...

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