Category Archives: moon poems

feasting on the moon, and poems

{a ramble in sestina form} ..   the moon’s a golden pest, a horizon harlot crack -ing open the sky in a ramble of tide, a hiccup of light. watch her wince -squint her way to dawn’s festoon of crimson … Continue reading

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Longing for Borrowed Light

…then you can swallow it, and it’ll all dissolve, see, and the moonbeams would shoot out of your fingers and your toes and the ends of your hair… – George Bailey, It’s a Wonderful Life   .. .. Is it … Continue reading

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leaving the lights on for you

    .. moon sugar smile spooned into sky drizzled in ebony scars, waning sun saffron lozenge on horizon’s tongue, sweet simmered day syllables rising   .. The Double Elevenie is a new-to-me form requested today over at NaPoWriMo, day … Continue reading

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Overheard Overhead

{found poems in moon thought}   .. As far as mass goes, she’s a stone. No light of her own. The actual length, in flatrocks is waning. She’s shrinking, thinking. Looks prehistoric, right? She’s sky-wise and old bone tired. Wired … Continue reading

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luna, landing

.. she unpeels her -selves slowly, layer by layer waning, an onion in parchment skin. she be -g(r)ins in waves, asks much of stars.   .. the prompt over at mindlovemisery today is the moon. how can i resist?     

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remember the moon

.. she was all fat and sassy and you said she might just bounce right over and light       us         up and i remember praying she might be gentle, light, not quite bright enough to show you the doubt left in … Continue reading

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In the Beginning was the Word.

.. In the beginning was the ………………………….word.   .. .. And the poet’s heart did swell, and quill her soul a quiet song. Longing to etch is somewhere safe, she confessed her need to the moon, who loaned her a … Continue reading

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