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Sometimes you meet a once
in a life time person,
and your paths will only
cross once,
like an eclipse.
But it will be the most
beautiful moment of your
life.
And the whole world will stop
and look in awe,
like the moon crossing
over the sun for just a quick moment.
Michael Briefs Aug 2017
Eclipse of solar source,
Shadow on the sun.
Change from shine to
Dark doesn't frighten me;
I look at the world to realize
Those are part of the same one.
Wrote this now
KRRW Aug 2017
Aanhin pa ang tula
kung tuyo na ang tinta?
Sa hangin pakakawalan,
palalayain sa Hangganan
Handog ng ulirat
na wala mang tinig, sumisigaw
Nakabalot sa liwanag
ng itim na araw
Isinilid sa baul
na pinalubog sa dagat
Balang-araw, lulutang
dala ang luhang may alat.
Para saan ba ang tula
kung walang nakaririnig?
Marahil... para sa mga dahong
sumasayaw sa tubig
Mga bangkang naghihintay
ng kahit kaunting ihip
Mga kamay na kumakawala
mula sa gumagapos na lubid.
Aanhin pa ang tulang
nakakulong na sa bibig?
Aanhin pa ang tulang
iwinagli na ng isip?
Paalam sa mga tulang
tinangay na sa himpapawid
Paalam, mga saranggolang
inari na ng langit.
Written
21 August 2017


Copyright
© Khayri R.R. Woulfe. All rights reserved.
spysgrandson Aug 2017
two squirrels and one crane
on this baked plain, where the spare
prairie grasses give way to a creek fed
stubborn stand of mesquite
and hackberry

I saw them, but only after they
saw me: the furry tailed rodents
ran for the brush; the great grey crane
flapped but a few times to take flight
into the white glare of the sun

not one of them knows, nor cares
a peculiar alignment is about to occur
where a cold cratered rock--measely tide
master--will blot out a star, for a
photon funneled spec of time

they'll go about their business
as if only a cloud lingered a bit
above the flat world, changing
the hue of their grasses, while
it passes

billions of us will turn our eyes
to the skies, witness to an event
monumental, or so we math mongers
must believe; though not those creatures
I encountered under the same sun
Tom Spense Aug 2017
Things you could have been:

We could have built our houses in the shade of the sun’s eclipse
And taught our children to build their lives in the turn of the light
Because, silly geese, ultraviolet radiation pours out of its eye
And into yours all the same,
So it's still the day.

You could have waited more stilly, more patiently, more kindly
For the full moon’s pull of your blood’s tide and realized from the
Cracks and cliffs cut out of the shores of your defense that my face
Is the face you can’t remember
When you wake.  

But it’s dark outside and still not night, and the moon is full
But your blood is fine, so we keep building houses,
And I keep talking to
Other people’s children.
Aaron LaLux Aug 2017
Everything I do,
is dedicated to the Art,
harnessing the chaos of this cylinder globe,
we fall in Love while everything else falls apart,
we are Miracles on this Earth that we reside on,

ridin’,
through the galaxy,
a real life is led for Art,
all else is a fallacy,

we evolve,
naturally,
call,
back to me,

as we travel through these Lifetimes,
we find the Bridge of Love to unite with,
Humans have the Healing Feminine Divine with,
the power to universally unite from that which divides us,

we consciously create change,
nothing stays the same as,
we evolve from conflict,
to a more Harmonious vibe,

the meeting,
of the tribes,
the intros and greetings,
the hellos and goodbyes,

“Good Luck & Good Love”,

letting go of,
everything that once was,
embracing the noun of now,
which is the embodiment of Forever Love,

letting go of all that’s passed,
and embracing all that’s in the future,
the moment we live in is now,
the place is here now there is no there later,

here,
under the Supermoon in Bali,
at a hot springs with a Hot Thing,
another Divine Being obviously,

and everything we do,
is dedicated to the Art,
harnessing the chaos of this cylinder globe,
that we reside on,

ridin’,
through the galaxy,
a real life is led for Art,
all else is a fallacy,

we evolve,
naturally,
call,
back to me,

as we travel through these Lifetimes,
we find the Bridge of Love to unite with,
Humans have the Healing Feminine Divine with,
the power to universally unite from that which divides us…

∆ Aaron La Lux ∆
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2017
The sun is captivated by the moon's lunar fire
The moon is bewitched by the sun's blazing spears
While the moon sees the human soul, she aspires
To pierce through the day without any fears.

But she knows her duties, and she lights the tides
While her counterpart shines with a glorious touch
But unlike the sun, in her, the humans confide
Feeling loved by them, their secrets - her crutch

Unlike stillness of the moon, the sunlight can't be outrun
All he can do is stare and glare and comes, an eclipsing tune
So close, she was. Smiling and calm, the moon embraced her sun
So full of glee, he chuckled as the sun reached for his moon
I just let the words flow out of my head. And I transferred it from my notebook to the here.
Raindrop Jun 2017
let us meet in the eclipse
and kiss deeply
before we separate again
Charlotte Huston Jun 2017
I see fire,
In his eyes -
I see burning desire,
Within his delicate lies.

I see fire,
O'er his lips -
I see fading stars,
Within his eclipse.
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