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we heard them talking
about a meteor shower
expected later that night
highly anticipated
set to accompany
the rust red supermoon
that we caught
following us home

lay down upon blankets
a meagre effort
to provide at least
a little comfort
while we witnessed
this astral magnificence
the significanceof which
none of us was certain
childishly imagining
a spectacle from
the dazzling of shooting stars
trailing tails like fireworks
pointing in wonder
appearing briefly
before burning out

instead
we found ourselves staring
up at one of those
countless  spots of white
slowly
unenthusiastically
     drifting across
          the stratosphere
it could be a meteor
maybe just an aeroplane
or simply a twinkling
trick of the light
yet still we watched
without excitement
without direction
without relevance
Mystic Ink Plus Apr 2020
And
The Moon
Is merely a moon

For a second
If you
Relate that

Then it's
Love
With that gaze
Genre: Almost Romantic
Theme: Zen Element
The moon was ready to write a poem for her
I was in her symphony
She was in my lyrics
We share our ideas together
Cause it makes us healthier
She burns my waste thoughts
I give her a new situation to shine
Snehith Kumbla Jan 2018
supermoon!
super achievement!

we finally look away
from our cell phones...

three...
two..
one.

back to our
prolonged
eclipses...
Jayantee Khare Jan 2018
Moon O Moon!
Why are you red?
Is your mood bad?

Moon O Moon!
Why people call you?
That you go blue.

Moon O Moon!
Why are you miss?
Your sight is a bliss,,

Moon O Moon!
Why are you crescent?
And then absent.

Moon O Moon!
Why are you eclipsed?
A part is missed.

Moon O Moon!
Why are you super?
When I'm bigger.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh dear Earth!
Why do you blame?
It's all your game.

Oh dear Earth!
You cast your shadow,
And hide my glow.

Oh dear Earth!
You turn your face,
It's not my phase.

Oh dear Earth!
You behave psychic,
And I am called lunatic.

Oh dear Earth!
I am always same,
My shine is all your game.

Oh dear Earth!
Reflecting your color,
What is given, same I offer.

Oh dear Earth!
I don't have air.
I'm always fair.

Oh dear Earth!
Out of my love for you,
My phases caused by you.

Oh dear Earth!
My love is eternally for you,
Staying away yet eyeing for you.

Oh dear Earth!
What if you don't respond?
I will keep making your round.
Moon is my muse since childhood...
Witnessed supermoon/red moon/blue moon/Eclipse just now.....
wrote on hp directly...
No edit
spare me for childlike language...
Blue moon, great moon, supermoon
Never wanna be hidden
Far across the sky I see you, I live you
I will quickly run to take you
To walk, to run, to enjoy the every moment with you
Debanjana Saha Jan 2018
I wondered how the moon
Was superbly beautiful.
Taking chances to climb up high
And more higher than usual reach,
Just to admire it more than ever.

I spoke with a girl of age 8,
Explaining her about the supermoon
She asked supermoon?
After understanding it
She said wait, wait.
Let's go to the terrace
And admire it together.
A bond formed talking about the moon and how she can relate to it more as her mom used to tell her stories about moon when she was a child.
abeautifulSky Nov 2016
There is always a story in thee,
Thy face is a beautiful tragedy
Thy ring of light that whispers mystery
Tonight thy enchantress, a perigee.
Rebecca Cerrone Nov 2016
Crashing oceans, hypnotic slow motion.
Tides rolling onto shore.
She dances under the super moon,
Wild and timeless.
Connected to the universe,
She breathes in the stars, as the wind plays with her hair,
And my how she out shines the sky.
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