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Popular Moon Poems

Crazy

by Laxmi Prasad Devkota

1.
Oh yes, friend! I'm crazy-
that's just the way I am.

2.
I see sounds,
I hear sights,
I taste smells,
I touch not heaven but things from the underworld,
things people do not believe exist,

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Sleep

by Bill Knott

We brush the other, invisible moon.
Its caves come out and carry us inside.

Mysterious blue
as midnight moonlight spills on
meandering dreams.
Once butterflies' ball is done
merlot bliss lies past the sun!

Red Mars reveries
join nights of mulberry rose
camouflaging green.
So many are not sleeping

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Power

by Aleister Crowley

The mighty sound of forests murmuring
In answer to the dread command;
The stars that shudder when their king
extends his hand,

His awful hand to bless, to curse; or moves
Toward the dimmest den
In the thick leaves, not known of loves
Or nymphs or men;

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Sleep

by Mathilde Blind

Love-cradling Night, lit by the lucent moon,
Most pitiful and mother-hearted Night!
Blest armistice in life's tumultuous fight,
Resolving discords to a spheral tune!
When tired with heat and strenuous toil of noon,
With ceaseless conflict betwixt might and right,
With ebb and flow of sorrow and delight,
Our panting hearts beneath their burdens swoon:

To thee, O star-eyes comforter, we creep,

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Recent Moon Poems

Night's Many Colors

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

The Elusive Lady

by Amy Michelle Mosier

The Moon became quietly jealous
One night when I surveyed Venus.
The usual glory reserved for her
Went to the dancer with Perseus.

At first, she passed for a star
Sparkling high above a church roof
But as she moved down further
Her ample speed gave proof.

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A Standstill

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

creamiest bouquet
white daisies touched by red sun
in aged day's glow

marvelous mauve walls
tell stories of sun's passing
birds whistle blithely

glass lake reveals moon
that's peeping at the window

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Sunset by Michael R. Burch

by Michael R. Burch

Sunset
by Michael R. Burch

for my grandfather, George Edwin Hurt Sr., on the day he departed this life

Between the prophecies of morning
and twilight’s revelations of wonder,
the sky is ripped asunder.

The moon lurks in the clouds,

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Sunrise Strut

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Dawn rooster's crowing
red and gold cock of the walk
Flecked stars are fleeing.
Pink sky alarms are sounding
as stealthy night goes, creeping.

Perched at verge of day
is cock of the crystal clock.
Blooms are anywhere
on morning of fading moon,

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