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| Open Poetry #11 |
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Lunar Kisses |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Lunar Kisses By: Noah Eaton Soft, silky moon sheds it’s lucid cotton upon the blanket of the world She presents a joyful smile, one of crescent, that showers the mountains With lunar kisses, seething in the autumn breeze, a breath of gleaming love that fills the entire night with romance Glittering floodlights lacrimate from moons eyes, which light upon a river below Sighs of the spirit of the river sound in the silence of the night, the mountains shadow the light upon the water The animals of the night are spellbound as Mother Nature collects the light from moon and gently breaths it’s creamy light from sea to shining sea And she throws loves lotus atilatl high into the sky, ascending above the mountains and back again like a burning boomerang As everyone falls asleep down below, and the sweet smell of the flower fills the air, filling everyone with sweet dreams of love and fanatsy Emerald light from the enchanted eyes of Mother Nature bleeds into the water and gives life to everything of sound and spirit Frost and slush beside the riverbed sparkles with millions of small diamonds of the rough, shimmering rainbow rays paint the mountains with a face Shadows of these lovely dreams fill the evening sky with beauty, as love and desires flow gently with the soft autumn breeze Healing brittle branches and hollow hearts everywhere, as lunar kisses spreads happiness and amends As the break of dawn begins to blink across the mountains, Mother Nature collects leftover magic of these dreams As she blows a kiss to the moon, and she makes herself at home in the sensual eyes of the lotus flower beside a stream in spring And the cotton moon slowly fades behind the canvas of day, and the sun shines a signal of a brand new day As the moon watches everyone wake replenished and cheerful as she blows invisible lunar kisses through the colorful flame of day Copyright 2000 Noah Eaton 12/8/00 |
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insect Senior Member
since 2000-04-22
Posts 1014 |
This is wonderful! Love the images you left me with in here May your poem rise again like the moon |
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