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Monday, September 16, 2013
September 2013 Moon Viewing Party
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You are cordially invited to our ninth moon viewing party of 2013! The full moon rises Thursday, September 19th, GMT.
To submit a poem (each submission remains the property of its author)
you may email us here: HAIKU BANDIT SOCIETY or post in comments.
Please include your pen name so we might accredit your poem properly. Happy moon gazing!
To see previous month's moon poems click here.
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hay cutting moon
the scarecrow waves
to no one
angie werren
agh, so soon again
moonbeams highlight
the dint in our car
Barbara A Taylor
full moon
from somewhere together
a siren and dog
Adelaide B. Shaw
singing moon
mama's breast
a lullaby
Wabi Sabi
I check my iPad
and watch the horizon
moon hunter
Rick.Daddario
on the autumn tree
only one leaf
a full moon
Ilko Chukov
harvest moon
so many shoppers looking
for bargains…
Stella Pierides
still opened windows
autumn moon rises
through the pines
Mary F.Ahearn
full moon...
pregnancy test
redundant
Radka Mindova
midnight moon -
the foxes will soon cross
to the hospice's gardens
a few pound coins
in my pocket for the bus fare
last night full moon
like a third eye
in the deepest darkness
shangri-la moon
sprite
ginger moon
the spice
in my autumn tea
Wabi Sabi
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hay cutting moon
the scarecrow waves
to no one
agh, so soon again
moonbeams highlight
the dint in our car
full moon
from somewhere together
a siren and dog
Adelaide B. Shaw
singing moon
mama's breast
a lullaby
harvest moon
so many shoppers looking
for bargains…
I check my iPad
and watch the horizon
moon hunter
still opened windows
autumn moon rises
through the pines
midnight moon -
the foxes will soon cross
to the hospice's gardens
a few pound coins
in my pocket for the bus fare
last night full moon
like a third eye
in the deepest darkness
shangri-la moon
sprite
ginger moon
the spice
in my autumn tea
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