Moon Waves

as night concludes my body rolls

to rest on printed sand


 I am phosphorus


 sliding through hot sea walls

I am wide water falling

I am gold flesh rain


moon waves are tinted love and form to flex this raw satin surface


somewhere a child whistles sweetly,

her pea green boat patiently bobbing


she of sky cat dreams holds out her bowl

colours slip,

aromatic oils flower,

I dip my fingers and take the hint


there is lightning in my eyes

Published by The Silver Poet

I AM a little spark in the sea of conscious awareness. I am passionate about bringing the concept of freedom of expression into the forefront of our one mind and a keen awareness of personal power to the hearts of little children everywhere. I exist to express!

38 thoughts on “Moon Waves

  1. I love just living here in your words..dreamy surreal vibrant…all the above…like a decadent painting…I LOVE the art gallery you create every time. Thank you.


  2. this absolutely breathtaking and the ending i wasn’t expecting, i love that ending. i’ve got thoughts on it, because i like to try and figure it out, but i’ll wait on it.


  3. if words are images that are hidden under letters, you know how to pull them out to life. It must come from your painting, then again it doesn’t matter, the result is still mesmerizing.


  4. I really love your line, ‘I am phosphorus’, I don’t know why exactly, especially since I was horrible at chemistry. But what I do remember was that Phosphorus glows white when exposed to oxygen, and as horribly nerdy as that sounds I couldn’t help but draw a connection between that and to the moon (because of the title) which also glows white… then I also remembered that phosphorus means something phosphorescent, so my whole nerd moment was really unnecessary but I thought it was a kind of cool scientific connection even if it wasn’t what you meant and I decided to share. So anyways, I really love that line!


    1. thankyou and it is a cool scientific connection…i hadn’t yet discovered! thats why i love to share because i know there is a lot to the words that even i can’t see, it is treasure to be a part of this poetic universe! xxx


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