Poems About: MOON

In this page, poems on / about “moon” are listed.

  • 229.
    The Moon; A King

    Sat upon an earthen throne:
    The moon; a king.
    Forever cursed to rule alone:
    The moon; a king. read more »

    Eoin Smith
  • 230.
    I Watch The Moon From My Maple Tree

    As I watch the moon
    So quietly
    From high above
    In my maple tree read more »

    Miranda Van Yperen
  • 231.
    ****Drink Drink Sire

    Drink drink sire
    None other times
    Insistent more
    No other shadow read more »

    Sadiqullah Khan
  • 232.
    lovers light

    take my hand
    and in this full moon light
    climb the hill in this lovers light read more »

    Paul Larmour
  • 233.
    Stargazer Miss Me Not

    Lying on the grass tonight
    Gazing up at the stars
    I remember when I was a child
    The words you spoke to me read more »

    Charlotte Murray
  • 234.
    How Large – How Large

    How large – how large
    The pale moon smiles:
    The pale round moon
    How does it smile read more »

    Emmanuel George Cefai
  • 235.
    Moon. Rock!

    You've conquered Mars, extinguished stars,
    On broken wings you've broken kings,
    Wretched wraith of wind and wrath,
    Cosmic, sex crazed psychopath, read more »

    Seth Proch
  • 236.
    That Is You

    High tide...that is the effect of a round moon up in the air
    Such a befitting term that never fails to amaze people

    Like the heart, when close to its round moon, its beat fastens read more »

    Angela R. M. Ferrer
  • 237.
    Poles apart

    Dark sky
    Shiney moon
    You are what I have
    I am what you have read more »

    Arsiema Berhane
  • 238.
    Bow To The Moon

    I will stand forever firm
    Upon two feet, upon ground
    In praise of Lady Moon,
    Sister of Mother Earth read more »

    Laura Russell
  • 239.
    Moon babies

    Ur r a full moon.
    But you know, there
    is nothing beautiful than
    watching a half-moon read more »

    aniruddha raich
  • 240.
    Mooning

    Grooms, blooms, rooms,
    And magic looms-
    Gazing at the moon,
    Lovers sit and spoon. No more moon mysteries, read more »

    Jean Miles
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