#moonbeams
Shimmering moonbeams envelope the earth,
Casting a ghostly presence
Over hill and vale,
Land and sea;
Til morning comes,
And life anew.
Dec 15, 2024
Dec 15, 2024 at 3:39 AM UTC
Radiant, /
Resplendent, /
Full, /
He is my aegis, /
My bulwark, /
My protection, my fortress. /
When darkness falls /
As I walk /
Beneath the starless night sky /
My heart shines; /
Is /
My guide. /
He fulminates; /
Is radiant /
His love is luminous, /
Astral, /
Burgeoning & quenching /
My every desire. /
Quenching my heartbeat /
With an unmatched /
Synchronicity; /
Bestilled, unmoving /
In His presence. Naturalistic, inheld /
Beauty, —timeless. /
I’m here /
In this time, this space, this place. /
Reverberating /
Upon the wavelength of The Divine. /
Oh, I’m resonating sky high, /
Sky high. /
(—Se’ lah)
Nov 28, 2024
Nov 28, 2024 at 12:50 PM UTC
Up so high,
with a
BEAUTIFUL GLOW,
Casting down your
MOONBEAMS
right down below.
I stare into the MOON 🌕,
as I am TRANSFIXED,
It SHINES DOWN LOW,
the MOONLIGHTS RAVISHING
GLOW,
It FEELS so MAGICAL,
I cannot help but to GLANCE,
at the MOON 🌕, over the LAGOON,
while I am in a DEEP TRANCE.
It is such a COOL, CRISP, and
MAGNIFICENT NIGHT,
as I VIEW, and ADMIRE,
THE CAPTIVATING
MOONLIGHT!!!
B.R.
Date: 07/14/2023
Sep 20, 2024
Sep 20, 2024 at 5:33 PM UTC
Dancing with the Clouds,
is a Dream that I always carry.
But the Darkness of the Night,
is somewhat a bit scary.
I keep waiting for The Moon,
to show up in the sky.
But the cold November Wind,
keeps howling in My eye.
I feel like I’m slowly fading,
like smoke into thin air.
In constant search of Love,
but no one really cares.
I keep gathering the Moonbeams,
after Twilight steals My hours.
Her Memories sleep with Me,
in a Garden full of flowers.
Nov 3, 2022
Nov 3, 2022 at 7:20 AM UTC
He stares at the blank page of his notebook, wondering what he should write about next. As he stares into the blank page, he suddenly gets an idea and opens the curtains of his window to reveal the moon shining brightly at him. He reaches out and grabs at the moonbeams as he wakes up in the same position where he started. Filled with the inspiration of moonbeams and empty pages waiting to be written on, he grabs his pen and starts spindling poetry.
Feb 10, 2020
Feb 10, 2020 at 11:55 PM UTC
They stare at me, with questioning eyes. They wonder why I always look so tired, but in reality, I've never felt better. Last night I was able to speak with you again, tell you of my troubles and bathe in your light. They will never understand but that doesn't matter, for as long as I have you. I can handle the waking world just to have another chance to enjoy your company in a state of reality I don't belong in.
Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 12:06 AM UTC
I confess to you and only you, lady moon highest in the sky, to take my fears and insecurities and keep them with you throughout your path in the night sky. For when Daybreak comes, those fears I hold close to me will be protected from the burning light of the sun. For when Daybreak comes, the secrets I've shared with you will be shielded and safe under the dim light of your moonbeams. For when Daybreak comes, Nobody but you and I will know of the secrets I've kept with you.
Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 12:24 AM UTC
moonbeams bathe the night
auroras shimmering bright-
fireflies delight
Oct 25, 2019
Oct 25, 2019 at 10:40 AM UTC
She said her name was Janet
she was from another planet
so I asked her which one
she pointed past the sun.
I asked her if she missed it
she said she often visits
when she lays down for her dreams
she travels on moonbeams.
I couldn't help but be enamoured
she spoke whilst I stammered
but somehow I gained some courage
and with a sudden flourish
I leaned in for a kiss
but little did I know was this.
That kissing was procreation
I felt this strange sensation
it was a lot of fun
but now we have a son.
We decided to call him Mars
because whenever he would ask
daddy where I'm from
I would point past the sun.
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 5:41 PM UTC
velvet sheets
threaded from shimmering webs
glacier streams
alabaster; moonbeams
burnished drop of light
sleeping with eyelids
painted in shades of
pearl
May 1, 2018
May 1, 2018 at 6:02 AM UTC
Like a tree in the night I am the shadows
Forever an image froze
I'm just a mirage
Decked out in camouflage
A black silouet against a sea of gray
The drakness conceals the decay
Bending under the weight
Of this darkest fate
For I've tasted the sorrow
Of every single tomorrow
Watched the moonbeams resistance Against the darks existence
The star's twinkle in denial
But the darkness has been there all the while
And I ...... I am only shadows
An image froze
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 2:55 AM UTC
Wishes and false promises
On moonbeams and on stars
A year of dreams and nightmares
Of newly healing scars
Dreams are a seduction
An illusion of the mind
Dreams are for the children
They are movies in your mind
Age tones down those images
Dreams forgotten in the wake
Dreams vanish in reality
And that's the form they take
A dream left in the storeroom
Of a mind, with room to grow
Will flourish and grow steadily
And be shared for all to know
Dreams, are our existence
In the real world and the night
Dreams are full fledged wishes
That will die if not made right
Never lose the child
Keep dreams and wishes near
Keep fairy dust in packets
Of the darkness have no fear
Dreams are just illusion
but illusion isn't real
a heart can be un-broken
if you dream that love is real
share your dreams and feelings
write them out and read them too
never lose the dreams or wishes
they keep the child light in you.
Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 6:17 PM UTC
dark butterfly emerges at the taste of the moon
both fragile and strong with bent gossamer wings
she lifts towards the sky and drinks full of the light
and dances in moonbeams in celebration of flight
Linda Pahl, 7/10/14
Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 9:29 PM UTC