'The sun loved
the moon so much
that he died
to let her breathe.'
the beautiful forbidden lovers
never able to meet
to share warm kisses
but I remember the sneaky Moon
she sneaks out of her dark domain
I see her in bright daylight
swathed in the Sun's golden touch
opposite in the sky
they watch each other
with love so pure
although she is forbidden
in his bright domain
she is there
because she believes
that nothing is impossible
and the day comes
when they can meet
for but a few minutes
they embrace in fire
and we stare in wonder
as they meet
but then they must
with broken hearts
she blows him kisses
'goodnight, my love'
as he sinks beneath the horizon
bursting into colors
and the Moon cries
'I love you.' ❋
...Shuffle out on Deck...
Witness Cosmic Sleight of Hand
...Sun, Moon ... in Locked Lips...
99 years since the last solar eclipse passed over the earth, and now it has returned to pass over the town of Brimstone. The Gravely family and friends awaited outside in the backyard for one of the universe's most anticipated moments.
"Oh this is gonna be exciting," Carmen giddily said. "Remember to be wearing your UV glasses when the eclipse arrives, kids."
"We will," Rosemary, Regan, and Dominic replied as they sat at the picnic bench together.
Mike maned the grill, flipping some juicy steaks over the sizzling fires. "Who wants some solar eclipse steaks?" he called out.
Everyone cheered and waved a paper plate for one of Mike's steaks. With Mike's telekinetic powers they flew across the yards like meaty saucers, touching down perfectly onto everyone's plates.
Over by the shady tree the royal adviser Legion assembled an old telescope. Lilith waltzed to where the ancient demon stood. "Ello, Legion," she greeted, "Whatcha setting up here?"
"If one is to view an astronomical event such as this," the old arachnid explained, "then it is proper to do so with this telescope."
"Blimey, you must be ecstatic about this."
"Not really. This will be my 499th time I've witnessed this event, which will pass over the sun for the duration of about 2.36 seconds; yet I can understand why some would be invested in this once in a lifetime event."
"Places everyone!" their king, Lu, hollered to everyone. "The eclipse is coming!"
Everyone huddled around the picnic benches and watched the sky. The sunny day was dimming down around them. The wind blew wildly then settled to a calm breeze. With the assistance of a pair of ultraviolet sunglasses, Carmen, Rosemary, Regan, and Dominic saw the red sun be slowly consumed by the darker moon. Smiles spread across their faces.
Carmen glanced at her husband and his supernatural company. "Honey, don't you want some-" she paused. Her cheery smile dropped when she saw her husband, his brother, his secretary, his assistant Scrugs, and his adviser looking directly into the solar eclipse, with no eye protection on. She saw their pupils boil over red as if they were sunburned by the flares. Yet their smiles still remained fresh.
2.36 seconds later—just as the old demon predicted—and the moon completed its phase over the sun. The eyes of the demons and archangel were blackened like coal. They were blinded. Carmen continued watching as their eyes quickly healed back to their original, healthy forms. Their visions returned after their brief blindness like nothing happened during those 2.36 seconds.
Lu turned to his wife. "Sorry. You say something, dear?"
Feminine, mysterious - constant change
I find strange; quite curious.
Oh spectral moon, why haunt me thus?
Nighttime sky is your domain - come what may,
day by day, you wax and wane;
your monthly cycle's quite insane.
Like the ocean’s ebb and flow - empty, full,
pushing, pulling, to and fro;
so do my lover’s passions go.
Moon, you’ll stay unknown, I guess - pale and cold,
truth be told, I must confess,
I understand my lover less.
© 2017 - dustygrein
** The englyn penfyr has become one of my favorite poetic forms now. I hope you enjoy it's off-balance rhymes and unique syllabic flow.
Beware the trees
The moon freezes
With silver thorns
The eldritch trees
And binds their knees.
Until, that is, she’s gone.
On moonfree nights
Bindings come loose,
And to their delight
But our regret
The trees may move.
They creep forlorn
Against the bricks
And weaving tricks.
Children remember this:
When the moon flees
From the soft kiss
Of an eclipse;
Beware the trees.
Tiny silver Globe of Stardust,
How capable you are!
Just one four-hundredth a piece
Of our Fiery Father,
You manage to completely and softly
Cover him in the coolness of shadow,
Quieting the birds
And blanketing Our Mother
For a moment of night slumber.
Silver leaves on silver trees
Silver ships on silver seas
Silver rooftops on silver homes
Silver hats on silver gnomes
Silver dew on silver lawns
Silver breath from silver fawns
Silver clouds in a silver sky
As a silver moon shines bright and high
Sometimes she gazes down on us
We feel no warmth from her
Instead just a watchful eye
We are reminded we are creatures of light and dark
She doesn't always seem the same
Luckily we have that choice as well
To remain in darkness or seek our light
Therefore the moment comes, you make a pledge, find a path
A walk with the breeze
A breath to ease
The rustlings in my soul
thoughts that visit me at night
and stir me
Dancing with my subconscious
leaving me yearning.
Not a place to revisit,
A time for learning
Distant memories whispering
Deteriorating the corners of my mind
Travel miles to make me feel you
Amongst the crisp air, I would need you
And as I live my life away,
Nightly sunshadows remind me of yesterday.
When life ages my mind, my heart, this ghost of a shell
The moonlight reminds me of your heaven through hell.
#poetry #moonlight #eclipse #challenge
When you're lost at night
And feeling the fright
The moon is your map