Margaret’s Moon - by
After she died, I swear the sky
/ Had the most beautiful of all sunsets,
/ A blush of pink, then red, a glass…
the moon
Bad Moon - by
The moon must be sick of being in poems –
/ always gripped by fingers of late honeysuckle,
/ always filtered in the…
Moon - by
Last night, when the moon
/ slipped into my attic-room
/ as an oblong of light,
/ I sensed she’d come to commiserate.
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/ It was August. She…
Lunarian - by
There’s a man in you, his face like melted tallow,
/ for yours are the old words and yours the old
/ unusable, soot-grimed…
African Moon - by
I have dreamed for you
/ Friend
/ A beautiful moon
/ Beautiful as only the moon
/ Of my village can be
/ In my village where girls…
The Moon on the Road - by
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/ The moon walks me home.
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/ I want to carry her into tomorrow.
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/ All the way in this silent calm…
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/ Miaow, miaow, miaow…
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/ Please do…
The Owl and the Pussy-cat - by
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
/ In a beautiful pea-green boat,
/ They took some honey, and plenty…
Poem - by
Rags frae the moon and tatters o sun,
/ We’ll fly awa when time is done.
/ Wind for a sark; the sweet yird…
I am the moon, and you are the man on me - by
Tonight, I am white and full.
/ My surface is all curves
/ and craters, but you don’t mind.
/ You have travelled alone through the…
Seven moons - by
The first moon is just past full,
/ and pale, high in the day-blue sky.
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/ The second is a sword-edge
/ at midnight, Auvergne ,…
Between the Penny Dropping and the Penny Landing - by
The things we want most we will never have.
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/ We learned this when we overheard the song
/ of a slant…