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Like a lover who left me for another, the moon showed its face today, tempting me to do wicked things.
Moon Rising Out Of The Sea:
Binary star credo
Permanent entanglement:
Push, pull, ebb, flow
Visage reflected upon still water
Of the pale and frightful light that evening
Momentous in torment
How the brine called out to be enticed
Pleading with lapsing surges
As if to say
I beg to be in motion again
Look up, brackish brood
Behold the face of the goddess
That claims your tantalized tide
Look up, fretful fen
Spy with no salt in undertow
The orb with which you clamor
Rising high into the other deep black
Unattainable, unmistakable:
The Man In The Moon was a woman.
Under the weeping Moon
You are not glowing as fondly today, Moon. Is it because you are competing with the stars?
You can not, must not, compare yourself to them, my dear. They are of an entirely different celestial fabric than you.
All are unique, but there is only one of you, one of your kind.
I know men have not stepped on them as they have stepped on you, and because of this, I mourn for you.
In spite of this, or maybe because of this, you must bask in the glory that others shine upon you. It is yours for the taking. Yours to behold, cherish.
Know this: You are admired by so many.
And you must shine on, even when none are looking. Especially then, because in the darkest of nights, and the nights are growing darker now, you are the brightest light we have.
Gothface Shitpost Callivember Day 3
"The moon was thin as a hair-line. It was as if I had raised my arm and punktured* the firmament itself, with a cresent-shaped nail, letting the light beyond peer through the tear."
— @sciapod

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I’m tired of these One-sided conversations With constellation Orion I’ve got a moonsong lodged in my throat And prismatic foresight: All that ever was and could be Washed up on a shorefront Exhausted hands that Plead for fistfuls of beach To imprison in an hourglass The Atlantic is mine if I want it Convinced for lack of practice With rusty backstroke Settle on precipice, frost-footed Lent my worth to that wanton orb I have now I have now I have never.
Blind Cycle:
Half-moon promises Are only kept Fifty percent of the time If you mean What you say Look me in the eye On the night Of an eclipse And fret not for losing vision.
We are watching the moon rising over #Kameel. A couple of songs come to mind. Which one is your favourite? To the Moon and Back”—Savage Garden “Man on the Moon”—R.E.M. “Talking to the Moon”—Bruno Mars “Walking on the Moon”—The Police “Moonage Daydream”—David Bowie “Bad Moon Rising”—Creedence Clearwater Revival “Harvest Moon”—Neil Young “Shoot the Moon”—Norah Jones “Bark at the Moon”—Ozzy Osbourne #fullmoon #moonsongs #kameelZA #kameelhuisetussenspore #Route377 #NorthWest (at Kameel Huise Tussen Spore) https://www.instagram.com/p/CktWtseLILZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=