Everyone knows the sun and the moon
They rise and fall
Warm and cool us
King of the day
Queen of the night
One brightens the dark
The other graces the light
But there is this moment when both spheres overlap
Embraced in each other
Their energy enwrapped
Dancing for a moment
Eclipsing the world
The eternal lovers
What beauty unfurls
Time does tick
The earth does spin
The tides are in motion
The cycle must continue
Pulling away from each other’s hold
They bid adieu and get back to their roles
Counting the seconds until together again
The eternal tragedy or the epic romance
Each of them longing their day will come soon
The hidden story of the Sun and the Moon
Tag: Poetry
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As the sun went down
Where the metal birds flew
The little snail sat in the crowd
She breathed real deep
Trying not to feel weak
Instead she wanted to feel proud
The little snail sailed to the lilly and back
With her love by her side
He guided, loved and held her close
For the whole week she felt so alive
But the clock did tick and time did fly
Now it’s time for the little snail to go home
Back to her leaves, her little monkeys
Leaving her big love alone
The little snail sits in the crowded room
With all the buzzing wasps
Missing the tranquility
The silence, the beauty
That Henny and her love did gift lots
She closes her eyes
And to her surprise
She finds herself back on Henny
In the arms of her love with the stars above
Sharing delicate kisses a plenty. -
There was a man who lived on the sea
Who had a dying wife
Each day he would serenade her
And warm her heart each night
She got sicker and sicker
But little did he know
Since the smile that shone out of her
Dazzled the darkest boats
So the man went to the port
And met a young lady
They had their way on the beach
While the wife lay in pain
The man returned and told his wife
He felt confused by his actions
But the wife simply passed away
Her soul abandoned her in seconds
Looking down she watched them
No longer who they were
Saddened by this tragedy
Both beyond repair
She looked across the bed frame
And up towards the night
There was his soul opposite
His eyes blue like the sky
No words came out of their mouths
But so much was shared
Without their bodies
Only love was heard
It filled the sky like an explosion
It warmed the earth for days
They wondered as they floated back
Could they survive this phase
They slowly returned to atoms
Into denseness they were cramped
She opened her eyes as he held her hand
And for life they did thank. -
The wind blew through her hair
Her breath deep and full
She stood atop the mountain
Gazing over the landscape still
Her feet started to edge forward
A walk became a run
And suddenly she was sprinting
Down the mountain side for fun
High pitched excitement escaped her face
Her arms flailing wildly
Until she reached the bottom
And looked back up so gladly
Out of breathe and panting
She started back up the mountain
Until she reached the top again
And tumbled down it like a fountain -
There was a little snail
Who had a big dream
To cross the algae pond
The little snail thought
It would find a leaf of sort
To glide to the lilly and beyond
The little snail gathered
A few different leaves
It wanted to test them on water
But out of the blue
Another snail rushed through
Now two snails stood at the port
There were two snails
Who had big dreams
To cross the algae pond
The little snails thought
They’d find leaves of sort
To glide to the lilly and beyond
The little snails looked
At their collection of leaves
And started to test them at port
One jumped on a leaf
It bounced with glee
And they sailed across the water -
There is a little moth
Dancing on the window
Tiny little wings
Fluttering to flamenco
Turning on it’s own
Stamping round the holes
I think this moth’s a schizophrenic
It’s playing both the roles -
I feel a little torn
It’s making me forlorn
Keeping my words away from you
In fear I’ve overdrawn
We need our balance and space
That’s something I can’t deny
But I’m struggling with the ratio
When I want you by my side
Maybe I need to spread my wings
Sit in someone’s nest
Give each other the distance we crave
Rest my beak on another chest
But I don’t want to nest hop right now
I am finding it hard to force it
My heart longs for the swallow at sea
And I refuse to cage his movement
50 days is killing me
The countdown even worse
I’m not sure how sustainable
Love is on an empty purse
We have huge priorities
Big dreams to fly the world
Yet here I am pining
Wishing in his wings I was curled
There needs to be a solution
Or this bird will simply perish
Or maybe I’m just too impatient
And this need I must nourish
Maybe I’m just impatient
Bored of counting days
It’s not enough to imagine you
In want you in my face
Bleugh! Distraction! Focus!
Focus feathers focus!
Keep my eyes on my own ball
Remember my own path
Don’t let love throw me off
Else I’ll feel heavens wrath -
Silent went the radio
All frequency had stopped
Alone was the astronaut
In space the connection had dropped
Panicked he kept himself busy
Hoping the waves would soon clear
But all day nothing!
Nothing was heard by his ear
Desperate he called SOS
And waited by the desk
Waited and waited
Mentally put to the test
Beep beep dot dot
Do you hear me? Over!
Beer beep dot dot
Thank fuck for that! Roger! -
The road was long and bright
The sun she flowed so proud
Glistening on the metallic grey
That vroomed past the crowd
The music filled the air
Un chanson debonair
The passengers chuckling
And dancing quite au faire
The atmosphere got thick
Filled with all this love
The tiny little particles
Glowed, glistened and shone
How wonderful this moment
Shared between these two
Mummy and her little girl
The perfect roadtrip crew -
I can’t have an ‘all the best‘ or a ‘have a nice life’.
Our hearts are raw and in pain.
How awful this end for a husband and his wife.
No listening was done, and she couldn’t open his eyes.
Beyond the mirror and his self obsessed life.
When friends they were, open they spoke.
Calmly they loved and often they would joke.
But husband somehow changed, as did the wife
When they realised how intense was their life
They built up walls
And cried for hours
They destroyed softness
With their magic powers
The ones they were meant to use for love
They used to destroy
The scared little girl and the frightened boy
For a moment she thought perhaps he was more
Than what she ended up bargaining for
Letting him in to such a sacred space,
Within her soul family
She lost her face
At least he didn’t meet her blood
At least she didn’t get covered in mud
At least she realised before it was too late
The man was a boy, a fragile state.
She thought she could hold him.
Make him feel brave.
She knew she could love him
To the end of her days.
If only he listened to her open heart
We would not have created her new scar
I guess alone like the wolf she always was.
And back to the sea returns his cross
In the dreams they sail together holding hands
Swimming the seas and dancing on sands
Until distant becomes their memory,
Their love fades away,
They get distracted by others
And new games they start to play
For now that’s just a wishful thought
As the wife she sits a sobbing
Saying farewell to her beautiful husband
While her heart is weak and throbbing
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