FOUR FEATHERS PRESS ONLINE EDITION: MOON STONES Send up to three poems on the subject of or at least mentioning the words moon and/or stone, totaling up to 150 lines in length, in the body of an email message or attached in a Word file to donkingfishercampbell@gmail.com by 11:59 PM PST on June14th. No PDF's please. Color artwork is also desired. Please send in JPG form. No late submissions accepted. Poets and artists published in Four Feathers Press Online Edition: Moon Stones will be published online and invited to read at the Saturday Afternoon Poetry Zoom meeting on Saturday, June 15th between 3 and 5 pm PST.

Wednesday, June 12, 2024

Mike Turner

In the Moon’s Blue Light

 

The cold blue light of the full Winter Moon

Illuminates snowy landscape

Trees draped with Nature’s lace

Sounds muffled, quieted

Diamonds glistening against the frost

Stars twinkling against black velvet skies

Shadows lengthening under silent boughs

And for a moment, the Earth ceases its rotation

Time itself standing still

As we are bathed in beauty and peace

In the Moon’s blues light

 


* This poem was displayed in the 2024 Spring exhibition, “Polarity,” hosted by the Detroit Lakes Poetry Walk, Detroit Lakes, MN USA. It has not previously appeared in print.




Where the Moon Kisses the Sea

 

Where the Moon kisses the sea

Where ocean embraces sky

There I hope to find Thee

And linger by-and-by

 

We’ll dance to Nature’s choir

Share kisses meant to be

And our Love shall never tire

Where the Moon kisses the sea

 

 

*  This poem was previously published in the anthology, Emerald Coast Review, October 2023






Holding the Moon

 

Holding the Moon

In the palm of my hand

Diamond starlight glints

On a robin’s-egg-blue ocean

Gazing upon her crafters and seas

I fall from celestial heights

Into azure, icy depths

The shock a balm

Cooling boiling passions

Becalming raging storms

Cyclones dropping to a zephyr

Ruffling the pond’s surface

Upon which I float

Staring into the heavens

Of a glimmering soap bubble

Joyously bursting into a shower of rainbowed droplets

Leaving me holding the Moon

In the palm of my hand


1 comment:

  1. I enjoy your poems about nature, Mike. I especially like how they end where they started. In the palm of your hand, where the moon kisses the sea, in the moon's blue light.

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