Poetry Blogs (Moon)
Nicola Beckett on Zee Count’s masquerade ball (3 hours ago)
Originally published in Clay Literary’s RAVEN:https://www.clayliterary.com/post/raven-issue-eight-09-06-2020
A cool October evening presented itself in front of us,
the full moon in the sky hovered above, and the tension
between us lent itself to lyrics that resonated to every
following Autumn. ‘Can I just have one more Moondance
with you, my love?’ you sang as we walked arm in arm. It
Sunday 13th September 2020 10:48 pm
Blessed be the silver spoons
Which feed us till we’re replete.
Blessed be the dream-filled moons
Which oversee us with glee.
Ambitious, aren’t we?
The moons illume
A thousand seas
And take us to
Places and people unseen.
Vagabonds, aren’t we?
We hold the power to love and seduce,
To ensnare and release
These people and places till insanity ensues,
Till blooming roses fuse into debr...
Saturday 15th August 2020 8:55 am
He witnessed the rise and fall of the tides
Of the sea that seemed so milky in the moonlight.
Gloating over its graceful strides,
The rumble of the colossal sea was all he could hear that silent night.
The stars twinkled in the darkness,
And the moon in the blackness
Gazed dotingly at him and his boat,
As the decrepit carrier carted its master swiftly afloat.
How long had he been at the ...
Sunday 19th July 2020 8:03 pm
Can you hear the moon sing at night?
A distant melody from the most dulcet vocal pipes?
Have you ever nestled in her crescent bed
Like the kid in the DreamWorks emblem?
My winsome lady
Dotes on me.
Part amused, part exasperated.
For she knows why I've come to see her again--
To steal the roux from stars, milky and fulgent.
To hoard fragments of the night sky in my wooden ches...
Friday 17th July 2020 8:39 am
When we are fast asleep...
In the world of dreams deep,
Do you descend on earth?
To see what kind of dreams we peep.
You don't seem to be an alien but
We often keep our brains shut.
With such a beautiful mind,
O Moon.Girl! That's a feeling from my gut.
We are mere idols of sand and dust
Without compassion but filled with greed n lust
The ripples run through our conscience
Monday 6th April 2020 10:45 am
Moon, silent ruler.
Everything is drawn to you.
Everything tells me
I belong to you.
This piece of a stone,
A small ball.
But gravity pulls you
And you pull me
With magnetic ribbons.
Tonight my body is yours,
Of shadows and light.
©️ By Magical whispers
Tuesday 10th March 2020 9:02 am
in your essence I sense resplendence
could do no wrong by me, your personably impressioned defendant
your honor is what I strive for
it's why the day turns to night, sun and moon argue back and forth
fight about what's wrong and who's right, tug of war
light bends but doesn't break, shines through the prism, and is perceived in different waves
I met you once but my memory is starting to fade...
Tuesday 18th February 2020 3:38 pm
How many times must I rinse off the moon
And unpeel the stars from my skin?
Have someone ask what were you drinking?
How many times must I try clinging to lamp lights?
Try configuring keys into shining beacons?
I cannot see in the dark
Yes, blackouts steal my sight
But when finished,
I wake up feeling feverish
And fear ferments and festers
The night can be sticky
Monday 13th January 2020 2:41 pm