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Saw the Full Moon
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Saw the Full Moon |
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Abe Senior Member
since 2003-05-28
Posts 694Looks like Vero Beach, FL until the end! 
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Saw the Full Moon It was up there in the Sky Just where, it’s supposed to be But, I saw a thousand eyes Staring, right back at me. There were spots all around it Each one, its special thing Kinda like some kinda eyeball And, each one did kinda sing. A different tune for each one Singing, its special tune Songs you could only hear, once Coming down, from the Moon. Because that’s where my Heart is Just, reflecting back at you Thinking of the love we have And, all those things we have to do. It’s up there, shining in the Sky Lighting up, the dark of night Sometimes, it may be kinda dim And sometimes, the night’s light. But, no matter when I see it up there When, I see its light glowing It reminds me, that I’m living And, I have so much of knowing. I’ve had a Real Love in my Life That so many, may never know And, though not much of a believer It tells me, that I might have a Soul. So, keep on shining, Moon of mine Be, that diamond in the Sky Maybe, make my dreams come true From the past, to by and by. Del “Abe” Jones 11.18.2011 Del "Abe" Jones Mankind's greatest accomplishment is not the revolution of technology, it is the evolution of creativity. copyright 1984 More poet [This message has been edited by Abe (11-19-2011 05:15 PM).] |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
But, no matter when I see it up there When, I see it its light glowing It reminds me, that I’m living And, I have so much of knowing. I love the moon... in all its phases... for so many reasons.  |
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Abe Senior Member
since 2003-05-28
Posts 694Looks like Vero Beach, FL until the end! |
Moonstoned When ready for a change Feeling down/getting high The gods must re-arrange That moonstone in the sky. Like the tides the seas That flow and ebb to shore The tide inside of us Does all of that, and more. Sometimes we get happy And sometimes we get sad The flow may bring the best Or the worst of the bad. One time we're light-headed The next, can't lift our feet The opposite, instead When those tides retreat. That moonstone in the heavens Controls the will of man It begins where it ends And ends where it began. Del "Abe" Jones 90s |
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