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Category Archives: moon poems
aubade (in the key of d)
(minor) morning breaks her open, flames too soon. she’s already mourningdarkness, stars and a sinking treble-trembled moon.
Posted in moon poems, November Chapbook 2022
Tagged aubades, key of de, moon, morning, music, treble
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the way the moon slanted her smile at me last time
, and we’re out there standing on the beach and my toes know sand is fairy dust, and I trust my heart to this evening breeze and she’s teasing me with this closed paren -thesis of gold and so i’ve gone and told the earth … Continue reading
Posted in moon poems, poetic asides poems
Tagged moon poems, moon smile, murmur'd shine, parenthesis
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Eve’s Dropping
And that full fierce moon is rising again, untying again, setting herself loose, a balloon unstringed. She’s got a whole new helium-heck of hallowed …………………..(waning) reasons why , and those trees are setting their limbs for (l)eavesdropping, finding new space … Continue reading
Posted in moon poems, Quadrille
Tagged eavesdropping, moon poems, moon stones, Q44, Quadrille, sky songs, the tao of trees
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the last of it
there’s a crescent of hope in the sky that says we are for each other, even as we crumble. even as we fall. even as we leave ……..pieces of ourselves behind. still, …..small, we shine. the ……{not quite gibbous} gist … Continue reading
sweet spirit shine
magnetic poetry
bee moon
magnetic poetry
Posted in magnetic poetry, moon poems
Tagged bee moon, magnetic poems, moon, poetical magnetism, stones, the moon and me
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when the wind whispers to the moon
, he says there’s a storm on the way. buckle down, get strong. she says i’m already strong. unties her belt and begins to dance. . In November, we poem.
Mr. Midnight and Mrs. Moon
.. He’s got her swooning again, dipping her toes in horizon dark, slow disappearing and playing her part in this star-stung waltz. He’s got her waning again, making less of her -self by degrees, crescent -cutting tangled trees and startled … Continue reading
Posted in moon poems, Poetic Asides Chapbook Challenge 2019
Tagged blues, dance poems, jazz, moon poems, moon stones, November Chapbook Challenge 2019, ska, waltz
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myth moon
.. she keeps us swoon -ing with her waning heart, wondering how she stones the sky. And even Thor ain’t got nothin’ on her shine. .. In November, we poem. Often, about the moon.
Posted in moon poems, Poetic Asides Chapbook Challenge 2019, storms
Tagged God of Thunder, moon poems, moon stones, swooning for the moon, Thor, waning
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Poseidon’s Promise
Allow this naked sea to ……………………………………..rock you fast asleep, and I will hold ………………………….your storms. .. In November, we poem.
Posted in moon poems, Poetic Asides Chapbook Challenge 2019, scribbling storms, storms
Tagged Poseidon, scribbling storms, storms
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