Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

By Donovan Baldwin

moonlight poetry
made up as we go along
in between kisses

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the breeze has been stilled
soft moon floats in dark night sky
your love fills my heart

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in time before dawn
dreams flee from reality
departing sadly

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between night and day
cuddled in the before dawn
lovers share their dream

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not a sinful thing
our moments of wild pleasure
we share distantly

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dear blushing flower
lips telling how sweet it tastes
savory nectar

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whiskey hot kisses
much more intoxicating
just as addictive

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it's a daily ache
this missing of the woman
i can only dream

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unending moment
arousing dance of passion
bodies together

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lovers may achieve
highest levels of intimacy
built upon their love

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Poetry by Donovan Baldwin
Photo by Donovan Baldwin, Statue of Prairie Wind, holding the moon. Fort Worth, Texas.

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By Donovan Baldwin

wine and poetry
read in the moon's silver light...
our kind of orgy

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afraid to shock me
i'll be more shocked and surprised
if you can't share truth

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slow playful kisses
hug becomes its own caress
love felt all over

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so quickly i fell
charmed by her carnal caress
her manifest love

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lost in her loving
i cannot contain myself
groaning with pleasure

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love one another
kisses caresses firm strokes...
same when we're apart

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her glistening lips
parted in pleasure longing...
an absent lover

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please don't be shy
woman in her prime of life
should do all with pride

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rising of venus
to satyr's enticing pipe
ecstatic goddess

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indulgent foreplay
true lovers with a mission
limitless passion

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when not together
we do without each other
not without pleasure

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dancing with the spheres
spread across the universe
like two shooting stars

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loving fingers play
amorous orchestrations...
applause and encore

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Poetry copyright 2020 by Donovan Baldwin

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By Donovan Baldwin

slowly rose the moon
illuminated my love
waiting my embrace

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bright in the moonlight
her naked body aglow
she waits for her love

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with one fleeting touch
i could write love passages
to leave you breathless

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drop your last clothing
stroll seductively to me
blow out the candle

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speak our fantasies
in ways i can understand
poems on your lips

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a birthday party
cake and ice cream us naked
wearing funny hats

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call the world beauty
for that is its natural state
if you've eyes to see

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my impatient heart
longs for you while we're apart
writes words on the wind

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your warmth in my arms
body tight pressed to body
intimate kisses

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my eyes touch her all
caressing in their passing
seeing what's not shown

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restless knowing eyes
matron's mature breast pulses
on love's precipice

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water down her body
in wet curves pouring off her
arousing contours

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Poetry copyright 2020 by Donovan Baldwin
Art: The Fairy Of The Moon (1891) by Hermann Kaulbach

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the wind is rising
brave bold adventurer's blast
i must set my sails

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no hot lover i
romantic bard truthsayer
who learned how to love

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slow loving i learned
years of practice nights of pain
failed and tried again

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quietness collects
settles warmly about me
and i think of you

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how soft is the grass
mattress to lovers engaged
in making new life

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fingers beginning
her wordless paean resounds
in ancient refrain

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No reason for the wind,
It, like sun and moon,
Has its own purposes
Unconcerned with desires
Of puny mortals
Who dare each day
To defy gods of
Wind and sun and moon,
Chasing celestial bodies,
Take matters of
The Universe
Upon their shoulders,
Lifting proudly
To make it better.
No reason for the wind,
Or for Man, except,
That each is here
For their reason and each
Must follow its own nature.

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Copyright 2020 By Donovan Baldwin
Art: Willem van de Velde the Younger Ships On A Stormy Sea

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By Donovan Baldwin

the moon was watching
as we made love in her light
heavenly voyeur

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my love's blossom drips
a hot nectar of desire
soothing elixir

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expose your true self
drop all veils of sin and shame
show yourself naked

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write me your story
with your heart mouth hands and eyes
tell me everything

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language confuses
we speak love physically
communicating

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poet hearing words
whispers on the evening breeze
paper cannot hold

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eyes dance to music
her warm smile the song's echo
turns to me... i hear

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touch her words lightly
examine them by candlelight
press them to my heart

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tilting her goblet
sharing love's magic potion
she pours into me

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your curving contours
drawn by my gliding fingers
warm as imagined

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Poetry copyright 2020 by Donovan Baldwin
Photograph, Moon Among The Trees, by Donovan Baldwin

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By Donovan Baldwin

as if sun's own light
a far flung radiation
essence of true love

moon reflected back
so that by darkest of nights
we remain aware

this wondrous event
illuminating lovers
cast so far apart

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on separate isles
gazing cross a sea of dreams
with eyes of desire

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fingers in your hair
lips to lips pressed and open
trembling with passion

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most erotic tale
we write with touches as words
traced upon our skin

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more to our kisses
passionately uniting
mouths bodies and souls

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wrapped in our warm arms
bodies protect each other
naked love at home

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i write of my touch
your soft quiver of delight
our private story

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my so youthful words
belie the reality
of the ancient man

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why do i love her
quite the naughty lass she is
that's one good reason

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i know the moon has
secrets lovers keep hidden
for she told me yours

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play me light moon tunes
soft silver notes of snowfall
whispering to trees

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immortal the sea
her rhythmic waves beat in me
for eternity

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i bow before grace
upon rising of the sun
grateful at your feet

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Call me acolyte.
All lasts but as long
As we remember,
Speak names and words,
Others have forgotten,
Or never known,
But, with time,
That world
A shrinking memory
Grows
Smaller,
Dimmer,
And can only glow,
Remain almost as bright,
If someone
Tends its flame,
As I choose to do.

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- Copyright February 2020 by Donovan Baldwin

Labels: donovan baldwin, lovers, moon, poems, poetry, sun

How near has the wolf been seen,
The silver marauder beneath the moon,
Hunter of lost souls,
Harbinger of doom,
Wood spirit of a nameless god?
If you hear his voice,
The night song,
Listen long and learn,
The secret of his sadness,
And the end of his freedom,
For that is his doom.

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a pink cloud morning
pastel promises written
upon sky and mind

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fingers upon the strings
chords set for your loving song
i begin to play

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my movable feast
served steaming with your desire
dripping love's flavors

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written in the stars
two would meet and fall in love
yet be kept apart

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loving in the night
warm lips and hot caresses...
but only a dream

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madness of my love
fills all my reality
with visions of you

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So many if they knew you
In the deep and honest ways I do,
Would pine for you,
Crave your touch and kisses,
Ask for a moment of your time
The caress of your attention,
The touch and kisses,
Time and attention,
That I too crave,
And seek to claim.

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come sit beside me
take a moment to hold me
watching the sunset

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Light the death fire
Over the grave
Of the one long gone,
Sing the song of sorrow,
Notes of sadness
Carried upon
The night wind,
To wherever
Shades still walk.
Tilt up the bottle,
Drink to the passing,
And, our past,
Pouring the last ounce
Upon their buried breast,
As we depart
Carrying the empty bottle,
And our empty hearts,
Back to the living.

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where do love songs go
when the music is silenced
and the heart is still

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breathe in my sad sighs
cover my hands with kisses
turn sadness to smiles

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in our private world
when our two hearts are touching
time does not exist

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time does bend me friend
but i've not been broken yet
our game continues

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Old guy in a flannel shirt,
Gray hair and beard,
Lined and marked,
By misadventures,
Years of woods and wind,
Surf and sand and sangria,
Stories of daring do,
Tales of exploits,
A few lies among them,
Your job to decide,
Which is which,
And who I really am,
Before the bottle's empty.

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Dying daylight lingers
Before the black mirror,
Night,
Her crimson sashes,
Adorned with bright
Diamonds, stars,
Sprinkled across,
Her ebony dress,
Swirling in the air,
Grooming her face,
The moon,
By its reflection,
In the resting sea.

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Copyright January 2020 by Donovan Baldwin

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By Donovan Baldwin



One night the moon shone down on me,

As I sat upon the sand at water's edge.

She asked politely, for the Moon is a lady,

"Why do you sit here on this shore alone?"



I replied, "I love someone so very far away."

"Then tell her this," the Moon said, gently.

I shook my head, as a dark cloud crossed

The sky, and the face, of the caring Moon.



"This I cannot do," said I, head bowed.

"Duty binds me here, too far away."

A chill wind blew across dark water,

And, I shivered, both with cold and loss.



Warm Moon spoke, "My light will speak for you.

I will shine down outside her home each night,

With poems and messages of love you send,

So, she, seeing me, will think of you."



I asked, "How will she ever know, that,

Your silver beams are messages of love,

Sent by this humble poet?" I asked in doubt.

Moon smiled brightly at my lack of faith.



"She will know," sweet Moon replied,

"She already knows my beams are love.

Until now, she did not know from whom."

One night the Moon, said this to me.



Copyright 2017 by Donovan Baldwin

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By: Donovan Baldwin

One night I wandered aimlessly as
Night fell on mountain, plain, and sea.

I sighed, and sadly sang a mournful tune,
Which caught the ear of Lady Moon.

Moon wondered why I sat so sad,
And, spoke her wish that I be glad.

"But, Lady Moon," I wept to say,
My dearest love is far away.

Miles and miles from me she sleeps,
Between the sands and ocean deeps.

I love her greatly, yet cannot go,
Kneel at her feet to tell her so."

Lady Moon glowed then silver-white,
And, said, "I see her every night.

She gazes in the sky for me,
Sees secret lover's words from Thee.

She keeps your words locked in her heart,
And, dreams of days you're not apart.

Then, pressing moonbeams to her breast
In peaceful slumber takes her rest.

As memories of your silver song,
Play in her dreams til night is gone.

When the Sun, she wakes to see,
Her first words are that she loves thee.


Copyright 2018

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