...I live with regrets - the bittersweet loss of innocence - the red track of the moon upon the lake - the inability to return and do it again...
John GeddesTag: wisdom moon regrets bittersweet loss-of-innocence repetition lake relfection
I wanted to create a voyage to the moon just for her, but what I
should have given her was a real journey on earth.
Tag: love journey moon earth voyage real
I went home and tried to sleep, but couldn't, so I stared up at the moon, watching how it's trailing edge faded into darkness, so close to being full, but not quite there. A pregnant moon, Grandma called it. Full almost to bursting, and ready to give birth to something unthinkable.
Neal ShustermanTag: moon werewolves werewolf
Which side was I on? There was no time to search for answers. All I could do now was ride on a werewolf's back, toward a destiny as hidden as the dark side of the moon.
Neal ShustermanTag: dark moon destiny werewolves werewolf
...winter crescent resting in the high pine bough - you fly through the woods like a lone snow bird...
John GeddesTag: love poetry moon winter snow bird pines
I’m a survivor. And like the moon, I have a feeling it would take a truly spectacular event to keep me from taking my place in the scheme of things, waxing, waning, and eclipsing notwithstanding.
Janet RebhanTag: inspirational inspirational-quotes moon survival inspirational-life survival-of-the-fittest eclipse inspirational-attitude survival-instinct survival-of-the-human-soul eclipse-of-the-moon eclipse-quote
Treading the soil of the moon, palpating its pebbles, tasting the panic and splendor of the event, feeling in the pit of one's stomach the separation from terra... these form the most romantic sensation an explorer has ever known...
Vladimir NabokovTag: adventure moon exploration
Moon and Sea
You are the moon, dear love, and I the sea:
The tide of hope swells high within my breast,
And hides the rough dark rocks of life's unrest
When your fond eyes smile near in perigee.
But when that loving face is turned from me,
Low falls the tide, and the grim rocks appear,
And earth's dim coast-line seems a thing to fear.
You are the moon, dear one, and I the sea.
Tag: love moon sea moon-and-sea
The dark, twisting clouds that had settled over Vendona’s streets seemed to open up and glide past the winking moon. The wind moaned slowly as it died while the trees began dancing with a melody only known to nature. The city became alive, and time raced forward as the sky warmed slightly. It was no longer snowing.
Shannon A. ThompsonShe used to tell me that a full moon was when mysterious things happen and wishes come true.
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