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Sometimes I talk to the stars
on lonely nights
when the moon is not around.

I tell them how I feel
without the one I love
sitting by my side.

They don’t understand
a single word I say—
all they do is smile back at me.

I tell them
how my heart aches
with every memory
I hold inside.

They don’t understand
a single thing I say—
all they do is smile back at me.
A beautiful quiet night,
the moon was shining bright,
stars twinkling all around
in a cloudless sky.

Moonlight fell upon your face,
it too began to shine—
like the brightest of stars.

I stared at your moonlit face all night,
from afar,
wishing someday you might be mine.

Though I know all too well
your heart longs for another,
I will not stand in your way of love.

Yet I will keep on loving you,
for my heart
will always belong to you.
Tears flow
Tricky tears they know
They know, they have it their way
They know how to trickle down
They flow

They flow ceaselessly,
Unsightly, unexplained,
at the slightest of pain
Discomfort their name

They lie hidden in the depths
In times of despair
To your rescue, unperturbed
They surface Unrushed

They can be trained
To Master the art of deceit
Shrouded in lies
A weapon, honed with might
Held in disguise
In their master’s eyes

They stand as  warriors
For emotions left unsaid
A paradoxical deluge
No ocean can hold
An unstoppable wave
Tears of joy

Tricky tears they know
They know, they have it their way
They know how to trickle down
They flow
Once a spoonful
Placed in a bowl
Not too sugary, just a dash
A sweet aftertaste
Cascades down the wall
A mural too grand
The room can’t contain
The yard beckons
A canvas warm
Where flowers bloom
In pinks and blues
And varied hues
The bees visit every noon
Their home filled with
ample food and sunshine
Where growth and beauty resides
Once a spoonful
The balmy thoughts
Now in the garden flourished
In myriad hues
Forever a boon
The vast expanse
shapeshifting sand dunes

sculpting floating desert landscape

Wind —the creator.
~
August 2025
HP Poet: Nick Moore
Age: 50+
Country: UK


Question 1: We warmly welcome you to the HP Spotlight, Nick. Please tell us about your background?

Nick Moore: "I was born in Knutsford Cheshire; my parents split up when I was 7, so me and my mother moved to the North of England, this affected me greatly, influencing many poems. I didn't like school very much, finding it too restrictive, going straight into work at 16, into the university of life (a well-used saying at the time) working with adults with a learning disability for many years. I moved to Cornwall 10 years ago, never missing a day on the beach."


Question 2: How long have you been writing poetry, and for how long have you been a member of Hello Poetry?

Nick Moore: "Since 2011. I was in a band for a while, around the age of 20, writing songs, when I felt some of the songs seemed like they could pass as poems. My daughter was born a few years later, she sparked something in me, that just had to be expressed; the first poem I wrote was about her, what a child sees."


Question 3: What inspires you? (In other words, how does poetry happen for you).

Nick Moore: "Just about anything: philosophy, science, comedy, music, people, nature; but I have to let the idea grow in my mind, it's there in the background, and when it's ready, it will make itself known."


Question 4: What does poetry mean to you?

Nick Moore: "As a child, I was fascinated with the lyrics to songs, certain ones really spoke to me; for example Daniel by Elton John, the emotion in those words really got to me, so poetry was inevitably going to come into my life; so for me, it's a way of expressing thoughts and feelings that are hard to just bring up in a conversation."


Question 5: Who are your favorite poets?

Nick Moore: "Mark Bolan, was the first poetry I read, think the book was called Warlock of Love? Jim Morrison, Bob Dylan, Edgar Allan Poe, W.B. Yeats, C.S. Lewis and the many poets on Hello poetry."


Question 6: What other interests do you have?

Nick Moore: "Growing my own food, reading, surfing (not very good), listening to music, watching films from the silent era to recent ones, and walking my dog."


Carlo C. Gomez: “We would like to thank you Nick, we really appreciate you giving us the opportunity to get to know the person behind the poet! It is our pleasure to include you in this Spotlight series!”

Nick Moore: "Thanks again."




Thank you everyone here at HP for taking the time to read this. We hope you enjoyed coming to know Nick better. We most certainly did. It is our wish that these spotlights are helping everyone to further discover and appreciate their fellow poets. – Carlo C. Gomez

We will post Spotlight #31 in September!

~
I have a Peace,
where Negative Energy cease, and
Positive vibes increase,
where all unpleasant, and
bitterness feelings are released,
A place to let go of the negative vibes,
forgiving each other, and
feeling revived,
Your feeling so free
and feeling so alive
whatever the attack, you
were able to survive,
comfort, and solace, and
feeling at ease, because
you let go, and
is now at Peace!!!


B.R.
Date: 8/22/2025
Nobody understands the pain in my heart

when I can still feel your eyes fixated on mine,

when I can still feel my hand caressing your cheeks,

when I can still feel your shadow falling onto me when you used to stand next to me,

when I can still hear your voice calling my name as I fall asleep,

when I can still feel your hand reaching out for mine,

when I can still feel your soul intertwined with mine,

when I can still imagine you in all of the places we didn’t know we had limited time at once,

when I can still feel your pain although you caused both of ours..
Flowers blooming.
my garden filled with fragrance.
Butterflies everywhere.
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