Tag: Moon

Orange Moon

Am I deranged in my love for you!
Orange moon make me not
A prisoner to your glowing
All for the answers to bow
Down on bended knees I need less
Little of nothing but only
Tenderness

Leave me not with the
Rotting ghosts on the floor
Reminiscent of past life love
If we break the ice might we
Also be found drowning
Together

Keep on lying to me
Before I change my name
Handle me with noble gestures
Give me both of your hands
Warm sun at my back
Early morning could be
Left with nothing warmer
Than the touch of your heart
Abandon me parched

Situating your softness
At the tips of my fingers
A smile and sweet eloquence
Find my voice and pick it up
Off the floor

© GÄ

Dust

I’m different in relationships
She said without warning
Maybe we shouldn’t then?
I asked myself not knowing
What it meant for us

Once lovers once friends
Twice lovers again
Buy a record to forget
To care what it means
Wait to open it to listen
With someone who cares
Lingering in the background

No trumpet on a hill
No horn echoed from a
Mountain to shake the ravines
Could answer for what’s left
Kissing the grass with
Dust from the moon
Peeled fleck by fleck
Landing on my face
At half mast I swear
It was full yesterday
What is time anyway

If giving up a friendship
Is what was meant for
Us to trade I would’ve
Kept you as a friend
Instead of giving it away

© GÄ

Morning Muse

A cool morning so brisk
Walk upon my yesterday and the
Shattered expectations are like
Frosty glass over the ground
A quiet stroll in canopies dark
Keeps peaceful moments
On the brow if to believe
Having alone time is a thing
On an earth filled with so many
We have to catch a place
Where we can commune
With the stars and with the moon
Find our logic that is buried
Deep beneath the noise and
Chatter of a daily grind
The lip of the horizon
Is burning pink where the sun
Has come to consummate
Today which was tomorrow
I kissed the pillow half an hour
Before I woke and thanked you
For being here even though
You are a shadow of my dream
You smiled and held me like
A vapor betwixt in sleep and
Cradled thoughts
I’m not completely resolute
On who you are

© GÄ

September

Cool breeze refreshing
Pink sun bathing me
Tomorrow is today again
Later the sound of loss
Reminds me of hope
The smell of alder wood
In the air welcomes fall
It’s only September
Still we can sense
What is coming in
Vibrant colors on the ground
I recall that the train ride
Wasn’t nearly as long
As I imagined it would be
The scenery sped by
Heat and flies
Legs swinging over the edge
Of an endless valley
Immeasurable vociferous depth
Like the weight of a stone
In your gut
Flowers come and go
Parading the moon
Emotions waiver too

© GÄ

City Moon

A lost chance to be
Something more interesting
A time gone now that
The music has changed
The spirits of the people
Have left the parks
Where have they scattered?
We’ve yet to know
I like to imagine
That the trees have
Absorbed them all
Where the sidewalks sparkle
And the cement bends
There are souls living there
Memories of the magic
Excitement for life
To be thought of as living
On in the heartbeat
Of us all and in the
Drumming pulse
Of the street
A rattle and a bell
A ringing story for
An opposite conclusion
For death I escape
Into a departure for
My love of the moon
Sixty years ago

© GÄ

Flirting

Iris moon gone too soon
Boxing to be someone
In the shadows of the bayou
Fancy footwork in the dark
Fighting to get to the top
Standing out from the murk
Compassionate crime
Heliconia sun and tree bark
Winter’s starting to flirt again
Malapert dreams on avant-garde
Bended avenues of strangeness blue
Foment me
Swamped with the center
Of the universe before me
Penetrating my core
My whole being is forlorn
No pressure no pressure
Believing every night we’re reborn
Caldera beneath the gaslight
Blathering about in love
Morning returns
Never again to lose sight
Of the sound of the moon

© GÄ

Fly by the Moon

Fly by the moon
Flower underneath my nose
Cigarette at my lips
Warm cup of tea awaiting
Ignorance is bliss

Fly by the moon
Come away with me tonight
Feel the wind beneath
The light in yonder sky

We can fly
Even with a few feathers gone amiss
La lune is waiting patiently
To highlight every move
The breath of brilliance

Cut out a paper airplane
Even if to fold it from the sky
A piece of heaven
Drifting through the clouds
Inherent we can fly

To plant a garden
In the moon dust of your heart
My favorite flower is
Your image twirling in my eye

Fly by the moon
A white windstorm is heading
As starred azaleas take to bloom
In the crescent of your smile
Above the gloom

© GÄ

Cries at the Moon

I fell asleep
To her cries
At the moon
She and she
In an intimate
Spoon

I heard angels
Awake in her voice
Softly carrying
Her magic
Like wings
Sweetly nourishing
Her delicate song

Hush now
Though a presence
Is near
Light wants not
To embellish
A guard driven fear

Oh so benevolent
In airs gentle loom
Does ear sit
To our cries
At the moon

© GÄ

Moon Migration

I love you for the
30 years you were alive
Not the one day
That you died

If I enter through
The narrow gate
A black hole piloting
365 years ago
A discovery of the first
Moon found in a pack of 92
Wolves call out to you
For wide is the gate
Spacious is our road
That leads to
Conception and many
Stars like yours
Have entered through it
However tiny is the doorway
Narrower the Milky Way
That leads to life
Without you in it
Only few will find it

I’ve found you
In every leaf
Traveling in the smoke
Sweet incense stairs
Hanging in the air
I find you there
Migrating towards the aura
Wrapped around my heart
Orbiting in one resilient
Sterling pulse

Drifting further
And further away
From the planet
It gave birth to
Circling my center
Even in winter
No matters darkness
Can break or shatter
What we’ve sealed

© GÄ