Estrella was transfixed in the sky as day briefly, swiftly, faded to night, as she swayed, watching Celestial partners, Sol and Luna, waltzed, as Luna's shadow embraced Sol's radiance
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
In shadows draped, her hair cascades, A veil that hides the moon's soft gaze, Yet in its depths, a mystery lies, A lover's heart, where passion flies.
By Shan Zain2 years ago in Poets
Eternal dance of cosmic spheres, Casting shadows upon Earth's veneer. Lunar grace, in night's expanse, Infinite beauty, a spectral trance.
By Anna 2 years ago in Poets
Entire stories play out in my mind. Countless tales of adventure, love, and deceit. Lives so real that they become a part of me.
By Heather Zieffle 2 years ago in Poets
Even in darkness' cold embrace Visions of freedom light my face Ensnared by doubt, I'll break the chains Never yielding, shedding all pains
By Shirley2 years ago in Poets
Enchanting without the douse of gray airy globs of obscurity, Cultivating a temporary sunset facade on a summer day. Luna, the nocturnal celestial, greets us with her graceful brother behind her.
By Ace Melee2 years ago in Poets
Ethereal darkness, a spectacle in the sky Celestial dance, nature's song Light obscured, beauty beyond compare Intertwined shadows casting a luminous glow
By Emilie Turner2 years ago in Poets
Eagle’s soaring over a barren field, eyes fixated toward her decent Claws extend as she swoops, out of the dirt cloud she rises as the rattlesnake dangles in flight.
By Kristine Milewski2 years ago in Poets
Eh? Again? Already—soon to come—right now? …Like last time. Cimmerian we all become for a moment or several. Like a being in aphotic waters, hearing mum-mum-mumblings of shadows.
By K. Kocheryan2 years ago in Poets
everything begins to happen within the change of the seasons. change becomes you when you put the work in to become a different version of yourself.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹2 years ago in Poets
Easily without much thought we gaze into the pain, intentionally, we succumb to the mysticism & allure to a more or less routine moment in astrological time.
By Hayley Matto2 years ago in Poets
Extra ways to heal myself by climbing up this hill. Cutting out the toxic people that caused my tears. Like all the bad seeds are gone from my anxious life.
By Chloe Gilholy2 years ago in Poets
