Showing posts with label Moon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Moon. Show all posts

Tuesday, 21 July 2015

Wolf man by Nenya (lost card)

She could hear him howl in the mountains, calling her, always calling her. Slowly she closed her eyes and exhaled. Hearing him broke her heart but she couldn't go to him, not during the full moon.
For a moment, she looked longingly at the mountains but then she turned around and walked into the tent.
The old woman across the fire watched her enter the tent and shook her head. If the young woman would think about what was good for her, she would forget the man who looked like a wolf.
But the old woman had been young once as well and she knew what it felt like to fall in love with a wolf man. If you fell in love with one of them, you could never go back and love another man.
She smiled kindly and knowingly when the young woman looked into her eyes and they sat in silence, listening to the howling of the wolves.

Tuesday, 23 June 2015

Fly by elaine0428

Fly. Let it flow.
Grasp the colourful
moments of a whole
new world with your
magical wings.

Tuesday, 16 June 2015

Somewhere Far Away by benchung

Moving forward,
In an attempt to run farther,
To the ocean, the sunset, the moonlight.
Seems like I'm escaping.
Escaping from the world.
But the universe always embraces me
Like a warm mother,
In the depth of my soul unknowingly.

Tuesday, 12 May 2015

A poem about Michael, Ally and wolf by aeronest

Michael, Michael, Michael
Lady Wolf yelling to the dark sky.
Will you listen?
Can you hear?
That's a sound from deep heart.
That's a sound from far away.
Will you think?
Can you love?
Lady Wolf misses your hug.
Lady Wolf misses your kiss.
Will you believe? Can you trust?
When the moon comes round
When the moon comes big
Ally comes wolf
Michael, Michael, Michael
Ally is a wolf.

Tuesday, 5 May 2015

Lights by Hellen

I feel something inside
Which could lead me to the sky
Maybe I just wanna find somewhere to hide
In this grey world, I need some lights

Tuesday, 28 April 2015

Really there? by Tanya Reed

When the moon is full, they play
They leap, they dance, they fly
Sparkles on the water
Moonlight in her hair
She dreams that she is with them
That she is playing there
Until once again she wakens
Were they ever really there?

Tuesday, 3 March 2015

Dance by Herchelle

Oh how I yearn to be
enveloped by the warm
softness of feathers.
Watching the sky dance
with the stars.
Waiting to be invited to
dance under the full moon.

Tuesday, 4 November 2014

Lady Light by taxcha

How I end up on this side of the forest, I do not know. The sky is getting darker by the second and amidst fear, panic, cold, I must find my way home.

With me I have nothing but hope. I believe help will be given to those who help themselves in their own way. But after walking on what feels like an endless path, I'm beginning to lose faith.

And then I saw to my west, bright light shines through the trees from the moon. A big, beautiful full moon graces the dark sky with silver light as the cloud fades. At that time I know, Lady Light is giving me the help I've been desperately waiting for.

Tuesday, 15 July 2014

Moon by togge

When I was very young I loved to watch the full moon!
My mother asked why I'm watching the moon and I answered, "I wonder why the moons face is dirty?"

Tuesday, 24 June 2014

To the Lighthouse by Virgina Woolf (chiara64)

What is the meaning of life? That was all a simple question, one that tended to close in on one with years, the great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead, there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark, here was one.

Tuesday, 13 May 2014

Fair lady by beii

Fair lady, send your troubles to the seas
The creatures will carry them away
Do not fret, for you shall dance again today.

Tuesday, 6 May 2014

Werewolf by uliaya (Cat Power)

Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf
Comes a steppin' along
He don't even break the branches
Where he's been gone.
You can hear his long holler
From away cross the moor
That's the holler of a werewolf
When he's feeling poor.
For the werewolf have pity,
Not fear and not hate
'Cause the werewolf might be someone
That you've known of late.