"moonset" poems
LEAVES of poplars pick Japanese prints against the west.
Moon sand on the canal doubles the changing pictures.
The moon's good-by ends pictures.
The west is empty. All else is empty. No moon-talk at all now.
Only dark listening to dark.
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Midnight’s glowing solstice moon
From moonrise to moonset-
She feels, hears, sees
Magic, crickets, skunks, dew-
She’s summer.
Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 3:47 PM UTC
U gave us life and walk away, crying for clothes while you are living,you forgot that the is an Angel you left at the back, the one you promise to be at her till the earth choose to separate you.
you agree to disagree and let her tears fall every sunset and moonset you are lying to on other rose,saying ha you are the only one ha you are the only one but your heart denied your information.
now that your kids have seen the world you need to go back, but the cake you used to eat is gone,menopause has taken your space and no happiness will be replaced by your retain.
all you have to know is that you are the careless father and no one will change that.
You failed to show support to us as your children, proving your fatherhood to your non biological kids,we wanted to learn about our roots,you think we will get it from heaven, father we will show you respect after death just to cry that we had a father now he past on .
But now that you are living, we acknowledge you that you are the careless father
Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 7:10 AM UTC
MAN
the light.
birth.
love tears. the dark.
war spinning. tunnels
visions. misunderstanding
impatience. eroded. sidewalk.
family ****** poverty. growth john &yoko.; mutate
the circus. plastic bags. ugly salvation. scent factory. aids
dreams anger. justice nightmares LIFE disorder
pain. colour blankets wealth. india
peace! hate. alzheimer's
treasure seekers. adolf
radiation. alienation pressure. chaos.defiance desperation. abstract. sunrise
april window cracks. moonset. lsd.ecstasy barney sight euphoric frenzy. katrina
touch tall tales.
religion. spiral. staircase. ufo
floodgates. angel billows
violins. art
DEATH
Aug 7, 2013
Aug 7, 2013 at 4:48 PM UTC
Moonflower, moonflower,
She will be okay.
Sunflower, Sunflower,
The pain will go away.
Medication, medication,
Moonflower pray.
Help yourself, please help yourself
Sunflower stay.
Moonflower, moonflower,
Your sun will be alright.
Sunflower, sunflower,
Your moon will soon be bright.
Sunset, moonrise
The quiet of the night
Moonset, sunrise,
Love in the morning light.
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 5:04 PM UTC
I want to breathe you in
Feel your skin upon mine
In
Simplistic satisfaction
I want to hear your heartbeat
And feel your hot breath
On the back
Of my neck as I fall
Asleep
I want to live in the afterglow of nothing
Of Pure happiness
And lazy content
I want to see your smile
At every stage
And have your laugh on repeat
Next to me
I want to see your face
At two in the morning
As you let your dreams
Take you away
And I want to know
That I am part of them
I want you to let down your
Iron-clad
Walls
And let me in
I want to be
So very selfish
I want to know your
Memories and
Pain and
Triumphs and
Falls and
Every little thing that can make
You smile
I want to record every second
I spend with you
To watch again
When we are apart
I want to see you grow
To see the sun bathing your
Skin
And it's warm, sandy texture
To be pressed against mine
I want to soar with you
Over all of the hate
And misery
And corruption
In the world
"I can take on the world with
One hand
So long as you
Hold the other"
I want to love you
In the childish
Pure
Fresh and simple
Sense of the world
I want to explore you
And everything
That you are built from
I want to know every
Twist
And turn
That makes up your soul
I want to be
So very selfish
I want to brace you to
The storms
And inevitable pain
You will face
I want to kiss away every tear
And memorize every contour
Of your face
I want to laugh with you
I want to laugh for you
Because of you
I want to invite you into my world
And my heart
I want to share with you
Everything that can be shared
I want to feel your muscles
Ripple and contract
Underneath me
As your mind disconnects
From this world
I want to discover with you
Every part of yourself
You haven't yet explored
I want our breath to mingle
In and ever-present
Greeting
Of hello
And "I love you"
With you I want to reach the end of
The rainbow
Share in disappointment
And bliss
Misery and
Ecstasy
I want to hear you call my name
Everyday
So I won't be forgotten
I want to watch you
Break apart
And lose your way
And
I want
To be there
To help you Re
Discover Yourself
I want to hold you in my
Arms
And run my hands all
Across you
I want to be
So very selfish
I want to give you back rubs
When you've had a
Stressful day
I want to get lost with you
I want to explore with you
I want to ignore the world
With you
I want to watch the
Sunset'~'Moonrise'~'Moonset'~'Sunrise
With you huddled by me
I want to know everything that
Bothers you
Everything that makes you angry
Everything that makes you cry out
In anguish
Or defeat
I want to share a lazy morning
Cup of tea
Or slice of toast
With you
I want to face the darkness
So long as
Your eyes will guide me
I want to sit on a dirt road
In the middle of nowhere
Curled tight against you
Under a blanket
And watch a campfire burn out
And the stars replace the flames
As our light source
But being with you makes me
Shine so very bright
Anyways
I want to be
So very selfish
And have you by my side
Nov 4, 2010
Nov 4, 2010 at 6:38 PM UTC
It is only after you lay to sleep every night
that the sun sets, in my horizon of being;
I wander, aimlessly, lost, chasing ghosts
and humming sleepless lullabies to the stars
while I, wait for the beautiful sunrise.
May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 1:34 AM UTC
heather why did you
come at this time, in the
midst of all the cacophonous
panic? forgiveness aside, i know
you're lifting lids from my
third eye, a gift you always had
in life, you still share selflessly
from the other side.
heather why did you
leave so ripe, in the
mist of a summer's moonset
cultivating cold? all my guilt
creates blockages, it cannot
fit inside me, it sits instead
as a crown in a place from which
you would pluck out both
horns and halos, and toss them
while laughing, into the stillness
of the sound.
i know these false records and
moon shifting memories are not
all i am left with. last night
when you laughed, it relieved some
of the pressure, but many times
i've seen you laugh when you were
sad, so how do i pull this
fringe all together?
heather why did i
ignore you for so long? was it just so
the scale could tip now, or are there
signals in the circles of the ripples
that rebirthed you?
Feb 26, 2013
Feb 26, 2013 at 5:31 AM UTC
To sail across the moonlit sky
Through the mist, clouds and fog
Amongst the coursing moonbeam sea
Along the starry night above,
Treetops billow, bend and break
As seaweed dance beneath the waves
Row and row upon the waters
Of speckled sky and shining luna
Sails full with cool night breeze
Course set by airy currents
The seafloor comes alive with beasts
Darting across the leaf strewn paths
Upon the horizon, a storm does swell
Lightning flashes in the ocean below
Winds strengthen, clouds rush onward
Rocky sailing upon greying skies
As the moonlight washes away in the rain
From the stormy sea within the sky
The storm calms as dawn grows near
The seas fall as blue sunlight breaks
The stars wink out their goodbyes
As moonset brings a new day’s work
The ship makes land beneath the sheets
While we all rise from out dream filled sleep
Oct 29, 2011
Oct 29, 2011 at 6:16 PM UTC
go up the rise and look down on the sea
ten miles away the moon is setting now
this is a moment which will long allow
warm recollection both of bird and tree
there's nothing here right now would disagree
that time is perfect but we can't endow
life and eternity instead the plough
pushes it under where we cannot see
lost to us all and so left far behind
are all those things only half understood
but not then wanted since the childish voice
is not the speaker for the full-grown mind
nor can we tell yet what is truly good
when we are forced to make a final choice
Jul 18, 2010
Jul 18, 2010 at 10:47 AM UTC
I have never woken up to a sunrise
*Instead,
I have watched the walls turn
From gray to orange, and
From orange to white,
Seen the shadows of trees
That never knew the sight of my face,
Refracted light creeping into my bedroom through
The windowsill
Forcing their way through the darkness,
The cracks,
And the creases of my eyelids.
To this day,
The closest I have gotten to sunrise
Wass the musky gray of
Dawn.*
But I have woken up to a moonset.
Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 9:34 AM UTC
Moonset slips beneath a steel sea;
crescent sailing on the starless deep.
I sketch the hallowed sky in my dream.
Sunrise lifts from under the hills,
music stirs as dawnlight spills.
Horizon bursting,
a choir rehearsing
requiems for fallen friends.
Moonchild in the lap of a pine
singing for the wordless divine.
She wanders on the waves of her mind.
Feb 17, 2024
Feb 17, 2024 at 10:27 AM UTC
There are...
There are times
Where every day
Just seems darker
Than the last
Where every moonset
Every sunrise
Every new day
Just feels like another
Burden to bare
When you get out of bed
It's all the same
As the day before
And nothings changed
So what's the point anymore
The people that walk by
Always talking
Never listening
Going about their business
Like they are the center of the world
Like nothing could hurt them
But they all wear masks
No one shows their true face
Not to their best friends
Nor to their closest family
Sometimes not even to themselves
So why even bother getting up
Stay in bed today
Stay in bed forever
What's the point in trying
Why does it even matter
Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 4:10 AM UTC
we were never sure of that house's color,
either way it was the skies child from morning to end,
you'll see your layers when you finally shred yourself apart,
and your words like heavenly moonset skies will heal my wounded mind you said,
years later and i am still coughing up bits and pieces of you,
we were hollow like the bottles that we drain
Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 11:14 PM UTC
*As I watch the waning of this Capricorn moon
Powerlessness and sorrow at heart
She takes with her the last light
Canvases the sky in dark
I know she'll rise again
Moonset followed by glorious moonrise
But it's all different now
Her reflection leaves my eyes
She'll always be up there
Painfully out of reach
Me forever the student
Of the lessons she would teach
So many questions
So much unknown
But forever grateful
For the way that I've grown
The waxing and waning
Moonrise and moonset
Controlling the tides of my Soul
Before we ever met
She's Always been there
Since Beginningless time
Now her synchronised heart
Is no longer mine
I talk to the moon daily
In a language unspoken
She knows of my dreams
Knows the wolf she's awoken
But our song now has ended
I miss her so much
How can we dance more
If distance means we can't touch?
Had I only known
I would've, should've, what if?
Here and now though
Fear's choices forged a rift
I'm trying to accept this truth
Trying to accept my fate
So I sing my song in silence
The ballad of the Moon's Soulmate*
Jul 20, 2017
Jul 20, 2017 at 3:38 AM UTC
After each sunrise to sunset,
is a blink of a bright eye,
Before each moonrise to moonset
is a blink of a night eye,
each night that, there is no moon
to rise
or set
darkness buries deep, in dark hearts,
never has a day come without the sun,
to rise
or set,
which would be, the darkest, darkness yet.
Do you
feel fear, rise
or do you know
about glory's light,
where is your hope, set
yes, Glory's Light!
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 12:01 AM UTC
Our feet are in the water, we exhale the semester away, and kiss the moon goodnight.
A sporadic membrane of white motion paves the way for daybreak...a moonset for the books that feigns the horizon's onlookers for a thirsty tangerine.
We tread back...slow and steady. Music sets the mood, too loud perhaps, but we are outside after all, so who cares.
I settle heavy upon the sweet and salty cushion. I fell the tremble as the earth inhales and exhales.
I look up, that endless span of spilt milk prompting reflection--my gaze upon a picture that my brother, a thousand years gone by, too admired.
We think that we are so much smarter now. How often we laugh at our naive predecessors and how quick we are to praise our clever selves. Isn't it so much easier now? To cook? To sleep? To dance?
But we are no better off now than ever before. We fail to recognize the relative ailments that ******* our generation same as plague and epidemics past.
We must humble ourselves...must realize how truly insignificant our little speck of an existence is in the grand scheme of happenings and play things.
To compare the human condition on earth with that of the blink of an eye, on universal terms, is only to begin to understand how little our time here matters. So get over your affliction, you poor you-you. Stop your anger. End your sadness. Feel greatful that your person was important enough to matter to you for a moment. Feel even more greatful if yours was the genuine concern of another.
Mind your gaze, please and thank you, find the sun, and say your prayers.
May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 8:15 PM UTC
The moon like a lily,
Blooms from the clouds,
Carried on a wispy cirrus shroud
Floats on the sea of the sky like the foam
And sinks to the depths of the ocean her home.
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 3:00 AM UTC
sunrise
sunset
moonrise
moonset
rises
then sets
stays with me
then leaving me
i love thee
both not loving me
Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 12:33 AM UTC
unnoticed,
a silvery sliver,
you fade into our shadows,
and descend into our tears.
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 6:02 PM UTC
You are sanctuary and storm,
Fuel, fire, and regret;
My strength and my weakness,
My beginning and end.
The spring to my fall,
My summer's play, my winter's rest;
You are light, you are shade,
Moonrise and moonset.
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 5:02 PM UTC
Mom,
scrach my back
and my Chest
So I give birth to the
Moon
rub my eyes with a bat
So I see after the moonset .
May 2, 2021
May 2, 2021 at 12:13 PM UTC
All these window lights are people
Eating, breathing sleeping
Like the sunrise, like the moonset
Devouring the space given to them
Like a river, like a mountain
(Sleeping, waking, moving).
All these stars are dying
Emptying out their existence to the
Emptiness of the unknown
Devouring the space in which they seek
Like a river, like a mountain
(Sleeping, waking, moving).
Who is it that wanders in their mind’s
But the ones who ask the harder questions?
Who is it that goes down into the black swamp
And confronts the age-old cypress?
It is the one’s filled with light and dying
Like a river, like a mountain
(Sleeping, waking, moving).
Sep 29, 2020
Sep 29, 2020 at 11:39 PM UTC