Some Relationships Defy Explanation
As I espy the moon peep from the palm fronds,
I can’t help but feel glad and with joy respond.
I remember, since the time I was just a little kid,
The sight of the full moon used to make me limpid.
It casts a spell and I just spellbound, stare and halt.
My heart kind of leaps and does a somersault.
In the Zen like stillness of the early winter night,
I just find myself gaze at its face silvery bright.
Whenever I visited my granny, she used to regale
Us, as we lay on her lap, with so many magical tales.
One was about an old woman spinning a wheel,
On the moon, oh, how wonderstruck I used to feel.
Although, science has tried to demystify
Yet, I somehow, still continue to identify
With it, and my sense of elation and relation
honestly, I admit defies any kind of explanation…
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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The Moon
The moon hangs in the sky, shining so bright;
Everything below, enveloped in a silvery light.
Once darkened corners, are now subtlely lit,
As, silhouetted against the moon, bats now flit.
The moon appears early, on a winter’s afternoon;
Aware that the onset of darkness, will begin soon.
Occasionally, we get to witness a solar eclipse,
When the moon, in front of the sun’s face, slips.
The milky moon, reflected on the restless ocean,
Highlights the wild water’s never ending motion.
A silvery ribbon stretches from horizon to shore;
A mesmerising sight which, many people adore.
This celestial light is totally natural in its source:
Commanding tides, with a strong, gravitational force.
The moon waxes and wanes, from full to crescent:
Whatever form it takes, the view is always pleasant.
Everything in sight, is painted with a silvery splash,
As darkness and light, now mix together, and clash.
From the moon, there radiates a milky, white glow,
Which kisses everything, in its path, down below.
Illuminated by the sun, the moon appears to shine;
But this is all down to its make-up and clever design.
The moon is highlighted against the black, velvet sky,
And will still be hanging there, years after we all die.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Woman, Oh Woman (A Song)
Woman, Oh woman
Why do you make me feel
Every time I'm near you
My heads a spinning wheel
Woman, Oh woman
What have you done to me
Woman, Oh woman
Did you cast a spell on me
Woman, Oh woman
When you touch me, I chill
When you kiss me, I'm in heaven
I've known nothing so real
Woman, Oh woman
When I gaze into your eyes
I'm blinded by the passion
I feel that's deep inside
Woman, Oh woman
Did you over do your spell
My hearts in many pieces
It sadens me to tell
Woman, Oh woman
What have you done to me
Woman, Oh woman
Did you cast a spell on me
Woman, Oh woman
In sadness I do tell
My hearts in tiny pieces
Did you over do your spell.
poem by Bill Simmons
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Kalmuck Bride
I HAVE saddled your white steed, and I have burnished them-
Your belt with crystal clasps, your lance, your scimitar,
Your carbine silver-chased; now ere you mount and ride
Across the sky-wide steppe, a horseman to the war:
A promise make your bride: that at the self-same hour,
Whether you gallop on or halt in some wide mart,
You'll look up at the moon, so round, so full, so bright,
The almost moveless moon, with longing in your heart!
And I beside the tent will gaze and gaze and gaze
Upon the self-same moon that's like the looking-glass
You brought me from the fair of whitened Kadajah,
The present from your hand in which I saw my face.
(Shine, lance and scimitar, shine belt, and shine, carbine,
With magic of the moon I have endued your shine!)
Charmed by that double gaze, the moon that's won unto
The magic I contrive, will mirror my wan face,
And you will see above, so far, so still, so sad,
The daughter of the Khan who nightly seeks your gaze.
poem by Padraic Colum
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Full Moon And Me
There's a full moon above
and the one that I love
is taking too long to respond.
Can't he see in the night
how it shines in my sight?
Or has he forgotten our bond?
The first time we kissed
he told me he missed
the glow of the moon way beyond.
There's a full moon once more
but my heart is so sore
for I think he forever is gone.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Under the same moon.
Under the same moon. (poem/storyline)
Separated by Miles,
True love strengthens by distance,
Two hands longing to be held,
Two hearts -Beating as one,
Two pairs of eyes,
See beyond the world,
The sky...Is not the sky,
The moon...Is not the moon,
The stars...Are not the stars,
But a gateway,
A runaway,
To being together,
Bonding as one,
both stare onto the clearing of the moon,
They see each other in the sky,
They stare upon it,
They feel, they realize
Their not alone, But standing face to face,
To find love under the moonlight,
Distance relives but shares the same sky,
The towns people are silent and asleep,
Only two names, one boy, one girl-
Exist as the waxing gibbous turns full,
Seconds pass by fast,
Her hand touches his heart,
His hand touches hers,
A sudden movement,
They are holding each other,
Locking hands and eyes,
Every night they visit the same moon,
Just to be with each other,
The morning slowly breaks the dark,
the sun takes over the moon,
Til' this day the moon has never gone,
But is hiding to come again every night,
to bring two together,
Years past,
the moon still never gone,
what was once a little boy, and once a little girl,
grow older,
They're skin wrinkles,
eye sight fades,
strength dims,
bones weaken,
But now together-
two look in each others eyes,
searching for the past,
for now and old woman,
and an old man,
Still holding each others hand.
That night they both go to heaven,
Together,
But as the moon shall come again,
there they will stand,
Together,
As a little boy and girl.
Holding each other,
under the same moon.
poem by Danie Babcock
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Here Comes The Moon
Everybodys talking up a storm
Act like they dont notice it
But here it is and here it comes . . .
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Impulse always quickens when its full
As it turns my head around me
Yes it does and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Gods gift I see thats moving up there into the night . . .
Though dark the mirror in the sky reflects us our light:
Looks like a little brother to the sun
Or mother to the stars at night
And here it is and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Breath is always taken when its new
Enhance upon the clouds around it
Yes it is and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon.
song performed by by George Harrison
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Generous moon
Moon, little light bulb you look like from
so far away, Bright half light she gives
me her generous illumination.
Her shadow always in sight, bright
and colorful like a neon light. My steps
don't turn against me nor day shake from
fear. You will never fail, night after night
and you'll still be there shining clear, half
moon or full. I bring my lover to see you,
generous moon. Again you make me feel
secured and charmed. The sight of you draws
me to a sense of harmony; my lover, my moon,
I enshrine you both. Dusky twilight evening
still i won't fear as ample as you are.
Enigmatic you are to all beings and
brilliant in your wayfaring.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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The Moon
Beautiful Moon, with thy silvery light,
Thou seemest most charming to my sight;
As I gaze upon thee in the sky so high,
A tear of joy does moisten mine eye.
Beautiful Moon, with thy silvery light,
Thou cheerest the Esquimau in the night;
For thou lettest him see to harpoon the fish,
And with them he makes a dainty dish.
Beautiful Moon, with thy silvery light,
Thou cheerest the fox in the night,
And lettest him see to steal the grey goose away
Out of the farm-yard from a stack of hay.
Beautiful Moon, with thy silvery light,
Thou cheerest the farmer in the night,
and makes his heart beat high with delight
As he views his crops by the light in the night.
Beautiful Moon, with thy silvery light,
Thou cheerest the eagle in the night,
And lettest him see to devour his prey
And carry it to his nest away.
Beautiful Moon, with thy silvery light,
Thou cheerest the mariner in the night
As he paces the deck alone,
Thinking of his dear friends at home.
Beautiful Moon, with thy silvery light,
Thou cheerest the weary traveller in the night;
For thou lightest up the wayside around
To him when he is homeward bound.
Beautiful Moon, with thy silvery light,
Thou cheerest the lovers in the night
As they walk through the shady groves alone,
Making love to each other before they go home.
Beautiful Moon, with thy silvery light,
Thou cheerest the poacher in the night;
For thou lettest him see to set his snares
To catch the rabbit and the hares.
poem by William Topaz McGonagall
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Moon, We Look to You.
Moon, you have a shade of blue tonight –
Is it something that you saw or heard?
Only yesterday, your tone was proud and bright,
Yellow silver, full, and so assured.
Moon, despite the clarity of sky,
Metaphors of cloud that fluff with grey
Drift across your rounded face to spy;
Feeding back, there's awfully much to say.
Moon, you have a role to play up there –
We below must bear the earthly pain.
Duty bound, we shoulder sorrows fair –
You are free from our grotesque disdain.
Moon, we depend on you to shine
When the sun retires down below.
Add to that your grandest role divine:
Tidal Lord, to keep the seas in tow!
Moon, I hope you take to heart our plea –
Needless is the reason for your blue.
Beaming, you should give the night its glee:
We're despairing – so we look to you.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
Moon moon, moon so blue, moon, moon so blue
Moon moon, moon so blue, moon, moon so blue
Moon moon, moon so blue, moon, moon so blue
Moon moon, moon so blue, moon, moon so blue
Moon moon, moon so blue, moon, moon so blue
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The New Moon
What have you got in your knapsack fair,
White moon, bright moon, pearling the air,
Spinning your bobbins and fabrics free,
Fleet moon, sweet moon, in to the sea?
Turquoise and beryl and rings of gold,
Clear moon, dear moon, ne’er to be sold?
Roses and lilies, romance and love,
Still moon, chill moon, swinging above?
Slender your feet as a white birds throat,
High moon, shy moon, drifting your boat
Into the murk of the world awhile,
Slim moon, dim moon, adding a smile.
Tender your eyes as a maiden’s kiss,
Fine moon, wine moon, no one knows this,
Under the spell of your witchery,
Dream moon, cream moon, first he kissed me.
poem by Zora Bernice May Cross
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Between me and the Silvery Moon
In between me
and the silvery moon
There is my dreams of you
For whom I swoon
The stars and the moon
They whisper at night
As we embrace each other
Beneath their silvery light
They watch as we dance
Our eyes in a silvery gaze
The stars twinkle to the moon
Lost in a romantic haze
All my dreams come true
When for you I swoon
In between me
and the silvery moon
poem by Priya Patel
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Does That Blue Moon Ever Shine On You
Day by day, we let love just walk away,
And Ill be the first to say,
I was glad to see it go and day by day,
Ever since you went away,
Im finding Im still missing you,
And I just got to know.
Does that blue moon,
Ever shine on you,
I wanna hold you close to me,
And feel just like it used to be and
Baby, if you feel like I do,
You can come to me,
Does that blue moon,
Ever shine on you?
On my mind, you were right there all the time,
I could search and never find someone,
That does me like you do,
Heres the part, where Im giving you my heart,
I was a fool to let you go,
Girl I just got to know.
Does that blue moon,
Ever shine on you,
I wanna hold you close to me,
And feel just like it used to be and
Baby, if you feel like I do,
You can come to me,
Does that blue moon,
Ever shine on you?
Night after night, I look to the stars,
Wondering where you might be,
And Ive thought to myself,
Is that very same moon,
Shining on you like its shining on me?
Does that blue moon,
Ever shine on you,
I wanna hold you close to me,
And feel just like it used to be and
Baby, if you feel like I do,
You can come to me,
Does that blue moon,
Ever shine on you?
song performed by by Toby Keith
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Logical Song
Let me tell you what I want to say
You're the only one who can make me feel this way
My kind of lady
No better love could I embrace
No better heart, no other face
Can quite compare with you
You came along and then you mend my broken dreams
I was so down and then as foolish as it seems
You gave me your affection
Yeh baby you came through
We'll make it you'll see
In spite of those who say it's wrong
This time we feel that we belong
Now we can truly say
We'll be together and that's all we'll ever need
We'll love each other, that's the way it's gonna be
And nothin' under the sun of moon
Can make us be apart
Oh my honey
You know I'll love you every day
When things go wrong we'll find a way
I'm so glad I met you
Much more than I can ever say
We're making plans and holding hands just like before
We'll try again, we'll make amends along the road
It's fellin' good, just like it should, this time we know
We'll share each other's happiness for now and evermore
I've been wastin' my life away
I've got a message for you today
To tell you that you are
My kind of lady
I'm not the same since I met you
All of my dreams had fallen through
And then you came along
One magic night when things went right it was so fine
Looked in your eyes and realized that you were mine
And nothin' under the sun of moon
Can make us be apart
Oh my baby
You know I'll love you all the way
When times get hard we'll smile and say
I'm so glad I met youI'll love you more and more each day
We're making plans and holding hands just like before
We'll try again, we'll make amends along the road
It's fellinc
song performed by by Supertramp
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Moon Light
Moon Rises High Into The Sky
The Moon Is Gray
The Moon Is Bright
The Moon Is Full
Every Night The Moon Comes Out And Goes Down.
The Moon Shines Onto The Earth.
Brightens My Path.
I Look at The Moon And Say 'Moon Light Moon Light Bright My Path As You Shine My Way'
The moon Looks down And Shines My Path.
I Walk To The Pond And The Reflection of The Moon The Moon Is Beautiful And Bright.
The Moon Will Never Disappear.
The Brightness With Alwayz Shine My Path.
poem by Sonya Wesley
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The Winter Moon
Its the sweet sultry taste of winter on my lips,
the shadow of the pale moonlight on my eyes,
and behind the thin drapes of midnight clouds,
amidst the stars shining bright and clear,
smiles the radiance of the winter moon.
If I had seen heaven,
I would admit I had seen it,
hiding shyly behind the curtains of the night,
the winter moon at zenith, smiles down at me.
Its this breeze blowing gently,
mixing the scent of the winter with the moon,
and I stay awake,
my heart filled to the brim with love,
appreciating the splendour of the winter moon!
poem by Amatulla Mohammadi
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If I was in the Moon - Pinewood Royal
From an idea by Sophie Mitchell-Dwelly
Before the coming of the night
I see the moon rise all dressed in white
In the crepuscular light
I see the stars come out so bright
As I watch the stars appear
Like diamonds on a velvet blanket
And when the sky is clear
I'm so glad that I am here with you
Oh The Moon she looks so pale
Do you think she's happy in her misty veil?
Oh her light is everywhere
On a beach of pebbles we're standing there
If I was in the moon
I wouldn't want to leave too soon
If I was in the moon
I might just stay for ever
Oh Dancing in the moonlight
Our feet feel so light
Dancing in the moonlight
Oh the stars are so bright
Owls calling through the trees
And the frogs are chirping in the evening breeze
The crickets play their tune
By the light of the magical moon
If I was in the moon
I wouldn't want to leave too soon
If I was in the moon
I might just stay for ever
poem by GuyPaul MitchellDwelly
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Full Moon
Havent you noticed a kind of madness in my eyes?
Its only me, dear, in my midnight disguise.
Pay no attention if I crawl across the room.
Its just another full moon.
Dont be afraid of me when Im walking in my sleep.
Dont get alarmed, dear, when I start to crawl and creep.
Try not to listen when I mumble like a loon.
Its just another full moon.
Its just another full moon.
You see before you a truly broken man.
cause when it gets to midnight, I dont know who I am.
Full moons a-callin, and its put a curse on me,
And it will never set me free.
The full moons still up there,
Like a great white balloon.
The owls are a-callin,
And theyre singin my tune.
The night keeps a-callin.
I wish the day would come soon,
To get away from another full moon.
Here comes another full moon.
If your hands start shakin
When night starts to fall,
If youre scared of the moonlight
And the shadows on the wall,
If the face in the mirror
Isnt you at all,
Its just another full moon.
Its just another full moon.
La la la la la la.
La la la la la la.
La la la la la la.
La la la la la la.
Its just another full moon.
song performed by by Kinks
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Blue Moon Any Moon
IF your lucky to fall in love under a
Blue Moon, you will be lucky they
only happen every 2.72 years
But most lovers do not have that
on the mind, any moon if the mood
strikes, will be all right
.
Love has been known to bloom
under any moon.
And on any given night.
Blue, Silver, Harvest, Ice Moon
there's fourty different kinds
You only need one to fall in love
Some love to just sit and watch the
moon and stars, others will gaze
at the moon while laying on their back
Mothers will read their children
'' GOOD-NIGHT MOON''
before they tuck them in
at night
On a clear night a full moon
will shine so bright, nature will
use it as her night light.
Its never out of your sight.
The moon is the second
brightest thing on earth
with sun being first.
You shine so bright how
can it be? .
When your so far? .
GAYLE ANNE GOFF
FEB,2009
the moon;
is 384,400 KM from earth
3476 KM in diameter
called LUNA by the Romans
SELENE by the Greeks
4.6 billion years old
29.5 days beteen new
moons 709 hours
poem by Gayle Anne Goff
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Moon's Enduring Magical Spell!
When Jules Verne wrote, ‘From the Earth To
The Moon’, in eighteen hundred and sixty
five,
Little did he realise that a century later,
His created work of fiction, will get transformed
into reality!
Though his work was praised and eulogized,
As a triumph of his imaginative mind,
And as a great fictional write!
Later, on the twentieth of July,1969, astronauts
Neil Armstrong and Aldrin,
Landed their spacecraft ‘Eagle’, on the barren
lunar surface, -
Which was lifeless and desolate!
Though a technological feat in mankind’s
history,
The conquered moon continues to retain, -
Its pristine magical spell and mystery!
When our poets, the artists and the romantics,
Gaze at the full moon during the night,
They become inspired by the shinning golden
orb,
Which sheds its sheen of mystical light!
They wonder how the moon transforms,
Those scorching rays of the furious sun,
Into such soothing radiance of golden sheen!
A mysterious form of alchemy, which has never
been heard or seen!
And while the moon revolves round the earth,
It displays only a single side always,
While the moon’s far side, remains hidden from
our face!
The full moon’s magic on the ebb and flow of
our ocean tides,
And the spell it casts on the lunatic mind,
Remains as mysterious as its dark and unseen
side!
And now I pause to recall, those bedside stories
of my childhood days,
My grandma use to lovingly narrate and say, -
About an Old Lady sitting on the moon,
With her silver and golden colored yarns,
Holding a magical spindle in her hand, -
Weaving dreams of many colors and shapes!
Even till this day, our old lady on the moon,
With her magical strands of gossamer threads,
Weaves sweet dreams for our little children, -
Getting ready on earth to go to bed!!
poem by Raj Nandy (20 September 2008)
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Pale Moon
Moon sings and sighs
narrating her past,
autumnal cloud spreads
over our happiness.
Lofty forest is going to cry
when the ray of the moon whispers
„ What did it happen with the moon? „
that the moon is sad and does not smile.
The ray of the moon warmed up
all is moving in this forest
that any animal is asking
how to be helped
proud moon in the sky.
I feel the ray of the moon
in my palm.
I carres and spoil her
then the moon smiles me
because the sadness has gone.
poem by Valentin Gabriel Cristea
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