Mr. Moon
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Yes Day | Mr. Moon | 16 | 2 weeks 2 days ago |
| Story | The Future of an Illusion | Mr. Moon | 8 | 1 year 3 months ago |
| Story | Now We Are Parents | Mr. Moon | 13 | 1 year 3 months ago |
| Story | The Days Between | Mr. Moon | 4 | 1 year 5 months ago |
| Story | Watching the Fire | Jane Hyphen | 14 | 1 year 7 months ago |
| Story | The Visit | Mr. Moon | 6 | 1 year 7 months ago |
| Story | Guilt of the Rubicon line | smokejack | 2 | 11 years 6 months ago |
| Story | A boys mind at fourteen | smokejack | 2 | 11 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Legacy | Mr. Moon | 5 | 11 years 6 months ago |
| Collection | Words that can't be spoken out here | Mr. Moon | 2 | 11 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Happy | seashore | 34 | 15 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Stuck on you | seashore | 9 | 15 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Knowledge | Geertje Jong | 9 | 15 years 5 months ago |
| Story | The stranger at our table - Part One | Geertje Jong | 11 | 15 years 5 months ago |
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Yes Day
You wake me up and ask me to turn and face you. Foggy from the night before and 1 a.m. sad songs, I resist, mumble, and hide beneath my pillow. You...
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The Future of an Illusion
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As always, in the days before you arrive, I fall ill. A premonitory sign of the melancholy to come. Some part of me is staging an intervention. But...
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The Days Between
I reach across the pillow bare And caress you with my thigh And upon your lips I gently bite And breathe your hungry sigh You pull me close Hip to...
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The Visit
You hand me the bracelet without meeting my eyes - A wordless expression that betrays the casualness between us. It's a symbol, a sign That you haven...
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Now We Are Parents
Our faces are changing, my love. Your face and mine. We're growing old, not in years so much, but together. The light is lowering in our eyes like a dying sun.
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lovely x
Posted on Fri, 08 Nov 2024
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for me, this is a charged and
Posted on Fri, 12 Dec 2014
for me, this is a charged and evocative poem about the feelings of loss and desire for the life that never was but could have been and the feelings of frustration concerning the power - or lack thereof - to shape the countours of one's own life...
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