The Dark Side of the Crescent Moon (TBT)

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Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!

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You can be the moon and still be jealous of the stars” Gary Allan

The Dark Side of the Crescent Moon

In the darkness
Of the silent night
Staring into the blackness
With only guiding light
The crescent moon
Eyes fully tuned
Watching each step
So not to misstep
From the narrow road
With a stride slowed
The dark side tempting
But towards the light bending
Which side will win
And paint your skin
With its mark

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Hidden Moon (TBT)

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“When a dog barks at the moon, then it is religion; but when he barks at strangers, it is patriotism” David Starr Jordan

Hidden Moon

Before the rising sun
Let’s have some fun
In the darkness of the night
Not a living soul in sight
In the moonlit sky
It is hard to deny
One’s true nature
Without any failure
Singing to a different tune
When howling at the moon

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Circles of Life: The Moon (TBT)

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“Create around one at least a small circle where matters are arranged as one wants them to be” Anna Freud

Moon

Crescent moon
Full moon
A big white balloon
Wrapped up in a dark cocoon
Silence, the signature tune
Except,
When you are howling
At the moon

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Pale Moon Rising (Daily Photo): Four

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“Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.” Mark Twain

Pale Moon Rising (Daily Photo) Four

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Pale Moon Rising (Daily Photo): Three

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“Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.” Mark Twain

Pale Moon Rising (Daily Photo) Three

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Pale Moon Rising (Daily Photo): Two

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“Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.” Mark Twain

Pale Moon Rising (Daily Photo) Two

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Pale Moon Rising (Daily Photo): One

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“Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.” Mark Twain

Pale Moon Rising (Daily Photo) One

I see the pale moon rising
Beyond the dark horizon
For some, it is a phenomena surprising
Some say, it is a time for an uprising
Time for organizing and mobilizing
Some just stare at the mesmerizing
Event of the day most tantalizing
For me, it’s the most tranquilizing
A moment most stabilizing
My soul, neutralizing

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September in Suburbia, Part Seven

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Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy

 

“With my middle-class metabolism, the suburbs were where I always wanted to be” Susan Isaacs

September in Suburbia, Part Seven

Night time in Suburbia
There is no time for hysteria
Streetlights the only spots of bright
Against the darkest of night
Sidewalks empty and quiet
A few signs marked private
Walking past the darkened windows
Occupants asleep, dreaming of tomorrow
The moon hiding behind clouds
No one to see, no one to watch
So, stepping on the grass is allowed
If I through away my crutch
Take a little chance
And do a little barefoot dance
In the middle of the night
On the streest of Suburbia

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Moon, Bloody Super Moon

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The supermoon is a 16-inch pizza compared with a 15-inch pizza. It’s a slightly bigger moon; I ain’t using the adjective ‘supermoon.’ Neil deGrasse Tyson

Moon, Bloody Super Moon

Moon bloody Super Moon
Why can’t you get here soon

Instead, in the middle of the night
From my bed standing upright
Down the street I chased it
In a state of a hissy fit
And in my pajamas no less
Frightening the neighbours I confess

Staring up the starlit night
Only to find a disturbing sight
No moon of any colour could I find
I was pissed with my teeth in grind

The big white ball
I earlier in the sky saw
Had hidden behind
A thick cloud bind

So now, another thirty-three years to wait
For that bloody moon to bate
The other option of course
And without too much of remorse
Is…

The next time the full moon is around
Maybe just photoshop in the bloody crown

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The Dark Side of the Crescent Moon

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“You can be the moon and still be jealous of the stars” Gary Allan

The Dark Side of the Crescent Moon

In the darkness
Of the silent night
Staring into the blackness
With only guiding light
The crescent moon
Eyes fully tuned
Watching each step
So not to misstep
From the narrow road
With a stride slowed
The dark side tempting
But towards the light bending
Which side will win
And paint your skin
With its mark

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