moth

It’s hard to be separated from someone you love; harder still, to give a voice to intense feelings of isolation and despair. This was written on another one of those lonely, lonely nights...

an icy half moon
curls silver
in my palms tonight

where are you?

my body is so cold
so numb
with loneliness
winter’s darkness
chilling down my spine

please
please light me…

where are you?

i imagine you
with the sun flaming
through your ribs
fiery kisses
in your blood

where are you?

please
please ignite me…

i’d rather blaze like a moth
than freeze into unconsciousness

where are you?

the moon
drips through my fingers

© 2010 Moon Poems

escaping into silence

Rumi was a cool dude. He understood something about the mysteries and ecstasies of love. He also liked to write about the moon...

Some Kiss We Want

There is some kiss we want
with our whole lives, the touch

of spirit on the body. Seawater
begs the pearl to break its shell.

And the lily, how passionately
it needs some wild darling!

At night, I open the window and ask
the moon to come and press its
face against mine.

Breathe into me. Close
the language-door and open the love-window.
The moon won't use the door,
only the window.

And,

Quietness

Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an ax to the prison wall.
Escape. Walk out
like someone suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
You're covered with thick cloud.
Slide out the side. Die,
and be quiet. Quietness is the surest
sign that you've died.
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence.

The speechless full moon comes out now.

And again,

Blessing the Marriage

This marriage be wine with halvah,
honey dissolving in milk.

This marriage be the leaves and fruit
of a date tree. This marriage

be women laughing together for days
on end. This marriage, a sign

for us to study. This marriage,
beauty. This marriage, a moon

in a light blue sky. This marriage,
this silence, fully mixed with spirit.

From Rumi The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing

moon shadows

Sometimes, late at night, I walk on the beach and I can feel the moon just vibrating love. And I don't mean the romantic kind, although that is quite palpable too... I mean love in all its various shapes and forms: joyful love, healing love, pining love, the magic of intimacy, closeness, connection...

walking on the beach
i pick up a pearly shell
and lift its lustrous murmur
to my yearning lips

i drink deeply of its whispers
about love’s journey
through moon shadows
and crystal tears

to rosy delicacies of life
luminous as angel wings
unfolding, revealing
a gleaming new beginning

© 2010 Moon Poems

When I tune into love I'm reminded that no matter what happened in the past, and regardless of my expectations of the future, each moment is in itself a brand new start.

moondrops

I am in such a romantic mood today... must be the aroma of summer in the air. Yes, I know, living in Paradise is all sorts of wonderful. Here is one of my favorite moon poems, written by my very talented friend Wingpoem:

Silver moondrops

On my finger tips
On your waiting lips
In between us slips

In the silver light
In the dark of night
I just know you might

Lean to taste my skin
As I breathe you in
Touch you deep within

Kiss me once
In between
The moondrops

© 2010 Wingpoem

billet doux

It's a rainy Sunday afternoon in my valley and I'm in a perfect mood to contemplate the wondrous ways of the heart. This poem captures my feelings exactly:

Your heart is as strange
as the winds of the moon
I cannot read its dust
But I don’t love you because I would
I love you because I must

© 2010 Chris1249

blame it on the moon

Isn't it amazing how the moon intensifies our emotions? Feeling loving and romantic? Thank the moon. Lonely and shattered? Just...

blame it on the moon
the ruin of the lighthouse
the sinking
of tall ships
wave upon wave of shattering
against the pale and lonely shore

blame it on the moon
the madness of the tides
the currents
of desolation
violent swells intensifying
the screaming of the whales

blame it on the moon
the drowning of the mermaids
the sad rage
of blue dolphins
screeching gulls plummeting
disappearing in ocean’s spray

blame it on the moon
the distance between us
the deafening solitude
of disconnection
the final uncoupling carried
on breath of barren winds

hey, love…
let’s just
blame it on the moon

© 2010 Moon Poems