MoonBee Canady Poems

Yes, I Love You
With All My Heart
For The Pleasure You Give
Can’t Be Measured In Parts
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Columns Of Marble
I Must Touch
When I See Them
In Public and Such
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Hundreds … Saw Him Rise …………….. (1 Cor.15: 6)
They Saw It With Their Own Eyes
Not Just A Few … Not Just Twelve
Hundreds … Saw It For Themselves
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I Looked Out My Quartz Window, Today
Any Lavender Bloom, Had Long, Withered Away
Instead, It Seemed Like A Pale, Charcoal-Clay
Had Been Lumped Across, The Sky To Lay
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We Come Thru The Cosmos
Hunters For The Sun
As Hunters Of The Moon
… We Have Come
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My Love, Goes As Far As “ Exotica ”
A Place, Filled With Thrilling Adventures Of:
Exploring Pathways to Fantasy
Experiencing The Perfect Intimacy
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One Day, I Woke Up, With A Morning Star
It Glowed Blue… Yet, So Very Far
Burning Brightest – Right Before It’s O’er
Bright – Morning Star…
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I Bow Before Beauty
The Beauty Of Age … (Prov.20: 29)
For Age, Is A Survivor
Age, Is Sage-Unafraid
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I Love Bathing In Moonglow
In a Misty Incandescent Flow
Of Luminous Spray of Silken Night
Beneath A Full Moon Big and Bright
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I … Am A Living Soul … (Gen.2: 7)
A Breathing, Burgeoning Being
A Merging Of Skills, Instincts,
Feelings and Fantastic Thinking
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