Oh, gorgeous moon nestled there,
Mere fractions of your breath shine through,
A haunting sight for mortal eyes;
Drifting cloud vessels of midnight blue.
Oblivion of solace, surely
Encompasses your pale but radiant smoke,
Herds of deer passing piney fences
Stand beguiled by your terrific choke.
Stagnant lagoons of starlit drops
Scar the liquid, flowing air,
But the fireworks of your reflection, sweet
Stain the galaxy void of care.
And the shadowed dome of patchwork clouds
Are the lampshade to your glow,
To those deer in that blue meadow there,
Your charm is a thing they’ll never know.
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A Cosmic Collection - Poetry
PoetryI love to write poetry about the moon, and the stars, and the sky or the night time. This is a collection of poetry, all of which satisfy the common theme of cosmic references.
