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The recent full moon has me thinking. I tend to do a lot of writing, especially poetry in the days preceding and following the full moon. Do you ever have notice this? Do you have a poem you wrote during the full moon that you would like to share, or a favorite lunar thought or quote?
My last moon poem follows....
High on an arid peneplane of ancient seas forgotten
The mechanical silence is deafening
Only thoughts exist
Dendrites firing meaninglessly
For mankinds desire to feed the beast
I spend empty days and monotonous nights in solitude
Dissembling from the astral sight
A onyx monolith hides within the twilight
Distantly steel grey yields unto
billowy light that is blue
soft amber follows soon
magenta rays tag along
crimson fields its radiant song
The Harvest moon achingly full recedes
Apollo's arrival and daylights needs.
or something like that. This is my first poem post. Let me know what you think.
The moon is very inspiring, indeed. It illuminates the soul, gives it thought and makes it awe in wonder. I've never actually written a moon poem, but since you suggested it, I'll write one and post it here. :)
Its definitely inspiring. Did you know that Mars is just below the Moon in the morning sky today.
Does it mean anything specific?
I have a piece written about a year ago. Not exactly about the moon but with its vision in my mind.
I saw you standing in a distance
Whispering secrets to the moon
Your feet resting on the arid soil,
Deprived from flower's bloom.
I saw you laughing in a distance
Hearing secrets from the moon
Have you made friends with life, dear Lonesome,
And is it always there for you?
Interesting topic! I have never payed attention to the moon when I write so I have no clue about it inspiring me or not. It actually caused me to wonder if the moon is full at the same time for everyone, or we have full moon at different times according to our geographical location? :confused: yeah I'm not good at sciences...
Though I was reminded of something I wrote ages ago and also posted here some ages later, but still a long long time ago. Though I suppose the moon appears somewhere else in whatever I wrote, cos I often write about nights I think...
I AM THE MOON
I was the sun
I used to shine in the pale-blue sky
laughing happily
every day of my bright life
melting each sorrow
that came to my way
I slowly went down
and I didn't rise again.
I am the moon
I married the night
I've understood that nothing's bright
so i prefer
to stay here in the black sky
where I feel free
where I can hide
where when I need it I can silently cry.
(March 2000)
Not to my knowledge, but I like to know these things. A couple of weeks bac there was a lunar alignment. This was an alignment of the Moon and two planets, all in one linear synchronicity. I was viewing it over some mountains. The cool part was the mountains, the Moon, one planet inferior to the Earth (closer to the Sun), and one planet superior to the Earth (further away from the Sun). I know there is a poem in it I just need to work at it.Quote:
Originally Posted by veronic
I really like your poems veronic. Keep sharing.
Hey Koa, I like your poem also. I am definitely a Moon, of what I know not.
I made this at the top of my head. My doors are open to criticism. :D
Moon and Me
How long must I wait
Till day's end?
I yearn you moon
Don't let me pretend.
Sleepless nights
And gloomy days
Starless skies
Yet moon stays.
Lonely and friendless
Does your heart ache?
Hurting, you still beam
Just for my sake.
I walk alone
You light my road
You reveal a smile
Such gentleness flowed.
A ball of light
With wonders more than the sea
No greater friends
Than moon and me.
Your poems are great. Do keep posting! :)
I like the way you can just rattle a good poem out of brief contemplation.
Rhymezone.com helps. :D Hehehe. Personally, though, my poems are kind of infantile, in a way. Yours, on the other hand, is really deep and thorough, and I have yet to learn the ways to make my poems like yours. I need more vocabulary words and more descriptive images. Lol.
Do you have any books that you refer to?
Ilike your poem especially the above lines. Its like a common friend to all, yet personal to each.Quote:
Originally Posted by YellowCrayola
Ok here is one off of yours
Wonders more than the sea
the barren sea of tranquility.
Plagioclase cast out in your throes
reflecting light like the purest snows.
Now that is a great line. Amazing, you just made that at the top of your head too!Quote:
Originally Posted by B-Mental
I especially love the mentioned quote. The meaning is truly beautiful.Quote:
Originally Posted by B-Mental
It's so beautiful to know you went there to the mountains just to view the extraodinary order of the planets. That it excites you.Quote:
Originally Posted by B-Mental
I donno, it always touches me so to know people who are charmed by these things. :)
No Moon last night, just a bunch of storm clouds flashing with lightning like artillery being fired in the distance.
I found this poem on the forum posted by Star_gazer2000 She even won a contest on poetry.scam....
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So I fell for the stupid "Poetry.com" thing and entered my poem, which "won" and was put in the book. My grandmother decided to buy it for me and my poem was the on the first page, Whoop-dee-doo. The book is called "A Surrender to the Moon". I would like to know what other people think who aren't just after my money (not that I've got much but ya' know...) so contructive criticism is welcome. Thanks!!
La Luna
Cold and foreign, far away from Earth's chaos
Distant and calm, so unlike this lover's loss
She looks down upon so much pain
On death, destruction, romantic games
She symbolizes much, yet doesn't say a word
Every lie you've said, I know she's heard
My broken love, she stares down at me
With cool disapproval, she's judging me
So pure and true, she sees through my mistakes
And knows my faults were for love's sake
I wish you knew, as she does,
But my own words, I do not trust
She says nothing from her perch in the sky
She's seen every tear I've tried not to cry
Stars wink and twinkle beyond her glow,
They try to comfort because they too know
This lover's mourning must soon end,
I walked across polygons
soil that knew no sun
above the place where trees grow
where the airs too thin to run.
and I stopped but one step short
of an abyss carved by the ice
witnessing three capricorn
skitter across the precipice.
they scrambled, leaped, and kicked
the ancient granite fell and sang
then they eyed my invasion
black iris knows no blame.
I sat upon a ledge
three steps further down
the wind wrapped itself around me
a chill from where it'd blown.
We sat there very quietly
me and my three friends
This moment was so perfect
I wished it had no end.
Just then so far below me
jagged mountains made a part
and a glow now overtook us
and ceased my beating heart
The moon was swollen a hundred times
to a size I've never seen
It rose up through milky hazes
like a present for a queen.
There like a pearl on the ocean bed
It rest its lunar mass
and told us many stories
of the Hunter's Moons of past.