#fullmoon poems on Hello Poetry

neko-nae Aug 2017

mother moon–

your radiance glimmers
like fireflies between blankets
of jealous clouds, fighting
for your affections,

but you don’t mind–

that scandalous smile
as you part the suitors,
your brilliant figure dances free
to light up the night,

no fear–

The moon is the mother we all look up to.

#lunareclipse #fullmoon #mooninaquarius #swoon

Jenny Gordon Jul 2017

Write...Til the Moon Ascends Too High

Being fatigued has its benefits: I don't give a hoot.

(sonnet #MMMMMMCCCCLXXXVI)

Talk to the silence as a train growls thence
Through wooded stretches, 'neath the bridge detail,
Sans more than rumbling deeply on that scale,
And think of how wee cricket voices fence
These ghastly plains with fiddling oer suspense,
Nor listen cuz--those days are gone and fail,
At least my solace in their joys does, pale
Expanses washed in moonlight not mine hence.
Or not the maple's knobby roots as twere,
Its canopy of shadow lace I knew
Last year, that freedom of the lake in tour
Gone, I remember, as tinnitus to
Effect half waltzes with the clock's demure
Tread, ticking, whilst...what is't that no man woo?

09Jul17b

Yes, when I am too zonkered I do not give a hoot for men. It's a rather useful state of affairs when you're such an idiot as I am prone to be.

#love #romance #nosuitors #sonnet #fullmoon #reflection #train

Jenny Gordon Jul 2017

It's Not Exactly "Strangers In The Night--"

...might as well be?

(sonnet #MMMMMMCCCCLXXXV)

Lo, now the moon peers in to splash a pale
Glance 'cross Mum's carpet, up my legs and thence
Upon these silent hands sans voice, a sense
Thet silver eye just watches, what'd avail?
The Scriptures.  As tree silhouettes detail
Nigh ghastly clouds with blackened figures, hence
Recall "...one glory of the sun--" fr'intents:
"...Another of the moon--" what, in betrayl?
Forsooth.  I am not Mum, nor shall in poor
Scuse ever match up.  Yet what should I do?
My aunt sez God has me still here as twere
To do His will.  I can't but own tis true.
Dreams, prayrs, half mock what is.  Whatever, fer
All that is my work?  Someday swear I knew?

09Jul17a

What WAS rather freaky was the next day I discovered Courtney had published a pretty number on howling at the moon over a lover, and my dad over dinner mentioned it had apparently been a fool moon. Oops, my bad, full moon.

#fullmoon #sonnet #reflection #dissillusionment #life #purpose #mum

Branden Youngs May 2017

Flavors of Love

You can’t tame this beast inside of me that wears my skin.
This monster within knows the secret to making victims give in.
Like a werewolf during a full moon, I turn into such a fiend.
The only way to stop me is to bury me six feet under in quarantine.

Love comes in endless flavors and I’m addicted to tasting them all.

#love #werewolf #fullmoon #fiend #addicted #moon

Sally A Bayan Mar 2017

Caffeinated

Dinner is done
everyone's settled
the evening.....like the moon.....is full...
the weight of the night has itself eased into mine,
my expected moment of slumber...now distraught...
the Heavens are purpled
twilight drapes have fallen,
winds of March...bellow
.........my pillows
..............are hollowed
.......................by my elbows
......as a distant rooster crows........
i lie on my abdomen...legs swing back and forth,
catching inspiration, a word, a daydream...a thought,
i grab a pen falling, i grasp a journal, a book,
...............everything is within reach
but, not...the....long..................stretch
of hours....of a sleepless night...whence
....spiced...spiked...and sugared memories...
..........accompany me...and sail with me
.......as i cruise along this lethargic sea
'neath a silent dark, where aches are loudest
.........domed, by an unworded loneliness,
i am wearied by a flow, that is endless,
.....this minute...imagination is ceaseless
........i reach for my mug....but, it's empty
.........................i hear no liquid seething
this moment, a dark sea, should be brewing....
this hour, verses must be a river, overflowing,
...enfolding, this cool and starry, starry evening...
.......i am caffeinated....even without coffee....

Sally

Copyright March 23, 2017
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan

(a nonsense poem, most of you might say
...... a new coffee poem...spun today...)

#coffee #fullmoon #caffeinated #starrynight #starrystarryevening #purpled

Lavina Akari Aug 2016

The Sturgeon

18th August

You see me floating over the water, over your home at the lake bed.
Your eyes are closed but I know you can sense me in your slumber.

I’ll be honest with you, as I always am, I always was honest.
I just wanted to know.
I wanted to know why you ***** everything you come across.
Why does everything you touch fuse to you until it begins to rust and rot and fall apart?
Why do the plants you touch wither and die? What poison was scrubbed over your skin at birth that caused you to be the embodiment of misery and death and suffering?

I know you want to love. I can feel the wanting leaking out of you
like sunbeams. I know the warmth in your heart, but I know also
that it is chained and locked inside and your flesh likr frozen metal with poison spikes and anger that hurts like the plague.

I’m leaving in the morning; I’ll be back at night.
I’ll find a way to heal you
and you can give birth to life.

#love #moon #honesty #astrology #cycle #aquarius #lunar #fullmoon #sturgeon

Sarah-Depression-and-the-5150s Aug 2016

Invocation

Summon she that burns within
Fierce shamaness, the goddess divine
The blessed witch & the evil ******
bear her forth unto this plane
She who calls the wind
She that leads the fire
Intent.
Intent.
Intent,
She that is, eternal quest, divine union.
The yin, the yang, the monad within the circle of light
She that is the circle.
She that is the light.
That is within.
That is.
Is.

#goddess #fullmoon #invocation #shaman #lightworker