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Evening: Margined with Stars

Evening’s velvet hem borders a fading horizon, 
gently creates
a boundaryless world of nighttime  
margined with stars.
The autumn moon ascends.

No passport, no visa needed. 
                                --Patricia Williams


Owls in the Corn

Fall's moon alchemy -
ring-around-the bonfire rose,
taste of Winter's kiss.
                             --Kevin Maus


Once in a Blue Moon

My husband, cocoon of night,
blue moon on a grey day. His 
scent is cinnamon baking. We
met like a tsunami, turning my
hammered heart into a skyscraper.
                            --Linda McCauley Freeman


harvest moon —
the glow in your cheeks
speaks of love
                            --Bonnie Scherer


october moon rising
richly gilded, warm nights still sing
bats drink from hidden springs
dipping on the wing
we walk hand in hand draped in gold
                            --Ginny Short


You, Still

Fields of barren trees, tranquil under autumn moon,
a rabbit frozen in blue,
the first frost moon painted the world in hues
and you, asleep, my youthful love,
still.
                            --Patricia Furstenberg


Forgetting

I wake on the shore of fever, without memory
we read Tagore, I sit by the door waiting for you
later; running fingers on your lips curved in a smile, beneath the frost moon
I forget you beloved Debabrata.
                            --Smitha Sehgal


autumn moon
his wife's silent treatment
crickets crickets
                            --Lorelyn De la Cruz Arevalo


dark autumn moonrise,
one sleepy eyelid opens,
the other winks shut
                             --Sandy Hiortdahl


autumn rain 
reheating 
luke-warm love 
                            --Vandana Parashar


autumn moon
shadows walk
with street walkers
                            --petro c.k.


The Moon and the Light of the Sun

We wish to remake a time not lost,
Amid the obvious love kissing, start
Dressing and breakfast, being without body,
in the overnight creation of a world.

Descending from blue sky in lunar white
and autumn gold, white as milk
in a day moon nearing, bright as the sun
the light of the moon shall be as the light of the sun.
                            -- AE Reiff

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