high in the sky round and bright played drums for the who blue cold and stark walking on the…
Glen Richard Davis
Der Mond am Himmel steht tief diese Nacht.
Ich bin müde und meine Gedanken schweifen ab.
Was hatte Kai gestern gesagt?
Ich soll mich mehr konzentrieren-
Tja.
Leide rhab ich es immer Noch nicht Geschafft.
Leider.
Marcii
she sat in the back yard sipping her red wine,smoking a big fat one and listening to,’blue moon’,by the cowboy junkies.she wundered whatb it would like sharing this with just ‘him’ as just two long time friends endeared to each other.it was a wish she knew would never ever materialize.
huge full symbol of love in my life, i gotta find it every night. romance, energy, nostalgia, heartbreak of course. someday i can travel to it
lo
I wish the moon didn’t see us that night. You me, the moon. We didn’t exactly keep it our little secret. I wish I didn’t think of you every time I saw your car, or the moon, or your choice of clothing. Why are you everywhere my mind goes? My memory of you needs to be erased like arithmetic problems on a first grade chalkboard.
Carol
Sometimes, when life is getting me down, and people are getting on my nerves like that annoying lady at the supermarket express lane with 17 items and 23 coupons, I seek that place in my heart that brings me inner calm. I think of the wise words once spoken by a great philosopher, “Bang, zoom, to the moon, Alice!”
There once was a man on the moon. He was survived by the beautiful swiss cheese of the orb that made up the moon. This man was more of a mouse really and always dreamed of a planet with more mice of men that he could befriend.
The moon is a spherical white piece of object. It is highly respected by the Chinese and often worshiped as a goddess. However, in the Western countries, werewolves are said to evolve in the presence of the moon. What a contradiction. LOL
Martin
The moon looks like an amazing place to wander. Its white glow fascinates me and draws my eyes too it. I can’t help but feel a sense of amazement.
Matt
the way the moon
was shining on your face
I knew this moment
was unable to be replaced
The moon was beautiful. It rose higher and higher. I thought it was lovely. But I knew for him, it was a shackle. In those few seconds alone suddenly all I wanted was for him to see its beauty too.
The moon grinned at me mischeviously. I didn’t know what lay out there in the dark for me; it did. It grinned and laughed, and grinned and laughed. And then it watched and waited, as I fell into something I could never have expected.
The full moon was bright
A silver glow around it
Sliver of silver.
Appeared much later.
I could not believe my eyes
Clouds covered my moon.
GuestCheckingItOut
moon its the most beautiful thing on the sky, it beams in between all those little twinkling stars and smile us saying ‘hey i am here’.
neema
All I wanted when I was young was the moon upon the stick. My parents told me I was crazy, even threatening to bring me to a counsellor when I insisted on my dream. Then I grew up. And ironically, now I am sitting on a comfortable armchair, telling all my problems about a meaningless, soulless life I was leading to a counsellor, who only asked me to follow my goals.
All I wanted when I was young was the moon upon a stick, so everyday before I picked my out of my wheelchair onto my bed, I would look outside the window, dream about holding that large white piece of rock in my hand.
Ah, the moon, reflecting the three phases of a woman’s life, was now waning. The woman looked at her goddess and reflected how she herself was now nearing her waning phase, wondering what this new life was going to bring her.
we walked alongside the creek. after a while, he stopped and picked up a smooth, flat rock and skipped it across the water, distorting the reflection of the moon.
it appears on night, its a substantive but if you say moony its an adjective and i dont know what im saying here its all bullshit moon moony mon
andreea
My phone blinked.
I reached out for it, half expecting a reply from my close friend. To my surprise, it was a message from someone random, prodding me to look at the moon.
And I did.
The 15th of the month, the fullest, yellowest moon I’ve ever seen.
sandaye
I have to write about the word moon. Who knows what to say – I don’t even know what the point of this website is. Is this a scam? Why do people like this enough to put this on Stumbleupon? I guess I should say something about the moon. It’s big. Really big.
And this is where I have a second go at it. I’m a fast typist, but not a freak. I got a stupid error message and they restarted my time. I really got up to saying the moon is big. I should say something else. It is round.
Aaron
“It is like a finger pointing away to the moon. Don’t concentrate on the finger or you will miss all that heavenly glory.” – Bruce Lee
The tiny white crescents on her palms shone beneath the weak moonlight. She had gotten much too angry again. Some of the tiny arcs in her flesh were already pooling with blood.
Hippie bullshit. Just a rock, but more than that… Not a god. Made of cheese? Certainly not French cheese… American Cheese! Duh! Mmm…
Raven Martin
The moon shone brightly over Shadow Lake. Night animals had stilled and silenced as the two young women approached the shore. “Do you really think it’s okay to be here without the priestess,” Maricka asked anxiously as she vainly tried to keep her blue student’s robes clean. “Shh,” Sharnon replied. “The only way to learn the secrets of the Lake is to seek her teachings and that’s what we’re going to do.”
Izolda
wow moon this is very big.. i like to go on moon… waiting for the space ship
fdsa
Always a runner-up in contention to be the biggest and bright, the moon once again lost to the sun’s overpowering light.
gino
My love, tt is never too soon
to fly me to the moon
finding you was a boon
I never thought this would happen so soon.
Up up up up over the moon. The cow jumped oooover the moon. oooooover the moon. His lips rounded as he repeated after me. Ooooooover the moon. Oooooover the moon. Then the cow landed in an abattoir and was cut up into neat little steaks.
the moon is the white serving dish for our little main course planet. it hangs above, displayed and clean, yet showing the hairline cracks of 1203 uses. Yet we aren’t using it at the moment.
Andrew Chapman
the moon and i are always in sync. when it waxes and wanes, my battery levels sway along with it. whenever i stare at it, i feel like i am greeting an old friend. i take comfort in the glow, as if it is just trying to tell me that everything will be alright.
The moon had just risen in the sky, adding a new nuance of atmosphere to the field of mechanical parts. There was a melancholy feeling about the place. If D9 had shivering programed into him he would’ve used it about now. And so he entered
lucky
The moon had just risen in the sky, adding a new nuance of atmosphere to the field of mechanical parts. There was a melancholy feeling about the place. If D9 had shivering programed into him he would’ve used it about now. And so he entered
lucky
The bright moonlight soaked the girl’s skin until she felt as bright as the moon itself. She was distracted, and she lit up a cigarette and watched her cat chase a large spider.
Luna sat in the surf and trailed her fingers through the sand. The moon hung large and heavy, silver overhead. She curled her toes, wet sand sticking, and huffed a laugh.
astridfire
Over the moon. Moons over my hammy. Blue moon on Monday. Moon unit. Mooning, obviously. How did this one piece of rock turn into so many other things… Peaceful and serene, always watching – into a ham sandwich?
the mooonnnn is big? and out at night? yeahokay. i dont like this one
high in the sky round and bright played drums for the who blue cold and stark walking on the…
Der Mond am Himmel steht tief diese Nacht.
Ich bin müde und meine Gedanken schweifen ab.
Was hatte Kai gestern gesagt?
Ich soll mich mehr konzentrieren-
Tja.
Leide rhab ich es immer Noch nicht Geschafft.
Leider.
she sat in the back yard sipping her red wine,smoking a big fat one and listening to,’blue moon’,by the cowboy junkies.she wundered whatb it would like sharing this with just ‘him’ as just two long time friends endeared to each other.it was a wish she knew would never ever materialize.
huge full symbol of love in my life, i gotta find it every night. romance, energy, nostalgia, heartbreak of course. someday i can travel to it
I wish the moon didn’t see us that night. You me, the moon. We didn’t exactly keep it our little secret. I wish I didn’t think of you every time I saw your car, or the moon, or your choice of clothing. Why are you everywhere my mind goes? My memory of you needs to be erased like arithmetic problems on a first grade chalkboard.
Sometimes, when life is getting me down, and people are getting on my nerves like that annoying lady at the supermarket express lane with 17 items and 23 coupons, I seek that place in my heart that brings me inner calm. I think of the wise words once spoken by a great philosopher, “Bang, zoom, to the moon, Alice!”
There once was a man on the moon. He was survived by the beautiful swiss cheese of the orb that made up the moon. This man was more of a mouse really and always dreamed of a planet with more mice of men that he could befriend.
The moon is a spherical white piece of object. It is highly respected by the Chinese and often worshiped as a goddess. However, in the Western countries, werewolves are said to evolve in the presence of the moon. What a contradiction. LOL
The moon looks like an amazing place to wander. Its white glow fascinates me and draws my eyes too it. I can’t help but feel a sense of amazement.
the way the moon
was shining on your face
I knew this moment
was unable to be replaced
The moon was beautiful. It rose higher and higher. I thought it was lovely. But I knew for him, it was a shackle. In those few seconds alone suddenly all I wanted was for him to see its beauty too.
The moon grinned at me mischeviously. I didn’t know what lay out there in the dark for me; it did. It grinned and laughed, and grinned and laughed. And then it watched and waited, as I fell into something I could never have expected.
The full moon was bright
A silver glow around it
Sliver of silver.
Appeared much later.
I could not believe my eyes
Clouds covered my moon.
moon its the most beautiful thing on the sky, it beams in between all those little twinkling stars and smile us saying ‘hey i am here’.
All I wanted when I was young was the moon upon the stick. My parents told me I was crazy, even threatening to bring me to a counsellor when I insisted on my dream. Then I grew up. And ironically, now I am sitting on a comfortable armchair, telling all my problems about a meaningless, soulless life I was leading to a counsellor, who only asked me to follow my goals.
All I wanted when I was young was the moon upon a stick, so everyday before I picked my out of my wheelchair onto my bed, I would look outside the window, dream about holding that large white piece of rock in my hand.
Ah, the moon, reflecting the three phases of a woman’s life, was now waning. The woman looked at her goddess and reflected how she herself was now nearing her waning phase, wondering what this new life was going to bring her.
we walked alongside the creek. after a while, he stopped and picked up a smooth, flat rock and skipped it across the water, distorting the reflection of the moon.
it appears on night, its a substantive but if you say moony its an adjective and i dont know what im saying here its all bullshit moon moony mon
My phone blinked.
I reached out for it, half expecting a reply from my close friend. To my surprise, it was a message from someone random, prodding me to look at the moon.
And I did.
The 15th of the month, the fullest, yellowest moon I’ve ever seen.
I have to write about the word moon. Who knows what to say – I don’t even know what the point of this website is. Is this a scam? Why do people like this enough to put this on Stumbleupon? I guess I should say something about the moon. It’s big. Really big.
And this is where I have a second go at it. I’m a fast typist, but not a freak. I got a stupid error message and they restarted my time. I really got up to saying the moon is big. I should say something else. It is round.
“It is like a finger pointing away to the moon. Don’t concentrate on the finger or you will miss all that heavenly glory.” – Bruce Lee
You purify and break my heart. A childhood friend that watches from a distance, unapproachable. Your pedestal is too high for my love to reach.
The tiny white crescents on her palms shone beneath the weak moonlight. She had gotten much too angry again. Some of the tiny arcs in her flesh were already pooling with blood.
Hippie bullshit. Just a rock, but more than that… Not a god. Made of cheese? Certainly not French cheese… American Cheese! Duh! Mmm…
The moon shone brightly over Shadow Lake. Night animals had stilled and silenced as the two young women approached the shore. “Do you really think it’s okay to be here without the priestess,” Maricka asked anxiously as she vainly tried to keep her blue student’s robes clean. “Shh,” Sharnon replied. “The only way to learn the secrets of the Lake is to seek her teachings and that’s what we’re going to do.”
wow moon this is very big.. i like to go on moon… waiting for the space ship
Always a runner-up in contention to be the biggest and bright, the moon once again lost to the sun’s overpowering light.
My love, tt is never too soon
to fly me to the moon
finding you was a boon
I never thought this would happen so soon.
Up up up up over the moon. The cow jumped oooover the moon. oooooover the moon. His lips rounded as he repeated after me. Ooooooover the moon. Oooooover the moon. Then the cow landed in an abattoir and was cut up into neat little steaks.
the moon is the white serving dish for our little main course planet. it hangs above, displayed and clean, yet showing the hairline cracks of 1203 uses. Yet we aren’t using it at the moment.
the moon and i are always in sync. when it waxes and wanes, my battery levels sway along with it. whenever i stare at it, i feel like i am greeting an old friend. i take comfort in the glow, as if it is just trying to tell me that everything will be alright.
The moon had just risen in the sky, adding a new nuance of atmosphere to the field of mechanical parts. There was a melancholy feeling about the place. If D9 had shivering programed into him he would’ve used it about now. And so he entered
The moon had just risen in the sky, adding a new nuance of atmosphere to the field of mechanical parts. There was a melancholy feeling about the place. If D9 had shivering programed into him he would’ve used it about now. And so he entered
The bright moonlight soaked the girl’s skin until she felt as bright as the moon itself. She was distracted, and she lit up a cigarette and watched her cat chase a large spider.
Luna sat in the surf and trailed her fingers through the sand. The moon hung large and heavy, silver overhead. She curled her toes, wet sand sticking, and huffed a laugh.
Over the moon. Moons over my hammy. Blue moon on Monday. Moon unit. Mooning, obviously. How did this one piece of rock turn into so many other things… Peaceful and serene, always watching – into a ham sandwich?
The moon was shining.The city was crowded.Lovers were every where.We could hear the music every where.
today I looked up and saw beauty. I saw my soul. I saw my mind. Up in the sky staring down. Sometimes full. Sometimes gone. It beautiful. Its life.