The morning after
Daylight suddenly became noon
As I hazily forgot
About the midnight moon
That sparkled in a glass of champagne
Stirred by my evening’s silver spoon
Which are now hovering
Under the ceiling fan
Of my slithery room
Ivor Steven (c) January 2022
The Wednesday Challenge from “Weekly Prompts is: QUIET . Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here. .. and the poem “Silent Moon” is my response their prompt
Silent Moon
Hello!
Is anybody out there?
Watching our universe
Spinning in reverse
Am I the only one in town?
Whirling around upside down
Hello!
Is anybody listening?
To our guiding star
Playing accoustic guitar
Or am I just a lonely old moon?
Waiting to be serenaded by a lunar tune
Resonating through the universe
Singing a hallelujah verse
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
My “Moon” poems have been shining for 10 days now, and today “Pink Moon” is the final poem in my series of “Moon Poems”, which coincides with Holloween tonight …And this piece I wrote in April this year..
Beyond the shimmering sand
And a comforting hand
A gracious spirit is in command
Wandering along life’s deviations
Are not treasonous reactions
A change of mindset to the left of centre
May create a mystical adventure
Tonight there shines a super-moon
Bring a bowl, cream, and spoon
And share in the sweetness of pink moonbeams
That revive lost souls and sanction forgotten dreams
Ivor Steven (c) October 2021
Well readers, here I go again, another “Moon” poem …I hope you are still enjoying my moon theme week ….
A Slithery Moon
Sunday softy sings
Undone on the wind
For a drowning underling
Tiredness creeps in
Church bells ring
For more silent writings
Numbness drops a teaspoon
Eyes close for the afternoon
Awaiting a slithery moon
Ivor Steven (c) March 2021.
Hi readers and followers, today I am re-posting another “Moon”poem, but here in this introspective piece (March 2021), the moon seems to be slipping away from me …
A Slithery Moon
Sunday softy sings
Undone on the wind
For a drowning underling
Tiredness creeps in
Church bells ring
For more silent writings
Numbness drops a teaspoon
Eyes close for the afternoon
Awaiting a slithery moon
Ivor Steven (c) October 2021
Hello readers and followers, … my “Moon” poem theme continues today with a repost from September 2019, and I hope you are all enjoying my collection of “Moonolgues”
A Midday Moon
Surprise, surprise, up there in the sky
Hidden by the glare, of noon’s golden eye
I saw the moon, being cradled by the midday sun
There, glowing like a silver button
As hundreds of human’s passed me unawares
I was staring in wonderment, at our worlds brightest stars
The sun’s white ray’s, wore soft gloves of silk
And the moon was like a baby, enjoying mother’s milk
A chance of a lifetime I captured
Our sun and moon’s moment of embracing rapture
Ivor Steven (c) September 2019
I am ‘Moon-struck’ this week, and here is another “Moon” poem, which I originally wrote in May 2018, and today I am posting a new version that I revised this morning ..
Moon Shadows And Celestial Lights
I stood alone
in my second-hand clothes
holding her worn out soul
silently
I placed her ashes
in a brick wall
years of heartache
hidden in a chasm of pain
moments in time
now resting in peace
How does tomorrow become another day?
how does the past live with today?
Her moon shadows shyly tiptoe through my nights
as my hazy dreams glow under her celestial lights
Ivor Steven (c) Revised, October 2021
Today’s “Weekly Prompt” Weekend Challenge is: Discovery … Please go over and visit they fabulous site by clicking >> Here Yesterday when seaching my files for an appropriate poem for my “Go Dog Go Cafe” .. Throwback Friday post, I “Discovered” that I had written numerous ‘poems’ about the “MOON” over the years … and attached today, this is one of pieces that I “DISCOVERED” during my search …
Above Photos: The award winning, Geelong Library and Art Gallery… (Looks like the moon)
To The Moon And Back
Well, say hello spring
You’re certainly flashing us your everything
A warm mild morning
Followed by midday sunshine
Then suddenly a wild storm
Lightening and heavy rain
Windy squalls, umbrella’s flying
And down the fat hail came
While the dark sky opened his jaws
I wondered if it was like this
On our faraway moon
So without further ado
I jettisoned myself there
Soaring into space
I left this human race
Just for a short time, anyways
I journeyed to the art gallery
Displaying a real moon show
Wilderness photos from yesteryears
Bold colourful impressions
From out of this world
Ancient traditional stories were also told
Old-time moon movies, on the big screen
Bold sculptures, of every shape imaginable
And a moonscape, seen through artist eyes
The wondrous afternoon escape, was my prize
Above Photos: Some friendly humans that I meet on the moon……
Below: I love this song and video by ‘The Airbourne Toxic Event’, performing their tune “All At Once”…. enjoy
Ivor Steven (c) September 2019
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