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Stardust Artist

Virgin snow sparkles in the darkest hour
as stardust dances with celestial power.
Silently it rains upon mother earth
giving witness to such an idyllic birth. 

A fawn and doe now break the glaze
like tiny spoons upon crème brulees. 
Below Polaris they prance and snort,
for they seem to know the time is short.

For such a night is a rare event,
as blue light above is heaven sent.
Wondrous luminescent tranquility
trumps any earthly poet’s ability.

Now the first rays pierce the frigid night
and Orion’s bow soon fades to light.
White carpet dulls now without the luster
of a nocturnal painter, the starlight duster.

James Nichols 12/29/12


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Armano the Auracano

Armano the Auracano of Rock Star fame
Will never be singing on his stage again

A fan. a critter, or even a possum 
Has taken his life, he will no longer blossom

He was a handsome dude, tall and preened
With shiny red rustic feathers, and did the girls scream

A newspaper reporter asked his manager Dane
It must be hard for you, as you will miss him playing

Yes i will, things will never be the same
But another star will be born, to look after his dames


Details | Free verse | |

Star Gazing

Vast, endless sky
Reaching beyond imagination.
Small sparkles of light
And swirls of dark colors
Within the blackness.

From here everything looks small,
But in reality it is we that lack size.

Much is known, even more unknown.
It captivates our curiosity.
The muse to poets, artists
And science fiction writers.
The inspiration for scientists.

It reminds us of our insignificance,
Yet drives us to be more.

Will we ever know its mysteries?
I hope not…


Details | Prose | |

No Words

Pitch-black night—
scintillas of supernal light
coalesced before my 
uncomprehending eyes,
opened wide to survey
endless deep.

Heaven’s milky path ablaze,
as never I had glimpsed—
the Galaxy—
remote, yet beckoning.
I spread puny arms
in tremulous embrace.

Slight murmur—
ineffable—imponderably deep.
And I seemed to hear:
“Gaze a moment more,
and I will thwart your insanity,”
for I was overwhelmed.

6th Place, Brief Unforgettable Moment, Nette Onclaud


Details | Ballade | |

My treasure chest

My treasure chest

My treasure chest, is not a truth
It’s but a metaphor
For I have never dreamed of wealth
My treasure is much more
It’s filled with the moon, the stars at night 
And the sun that shines each day
And the beauty of the darkest sky
That highlights milky-way.

It’s filled with trees, majestic trees
And birds that sing so sweetly
My treasure chest it be filled up
But never though completely
Everything that’s beautiful
Is in my treasure chest
It’s filled with all the countless things
That make me happiest.

My treasure chest is never ending
It goes on till forever
It’s filled with all the love that lives
And the sweetness of together
I need no other treasure chest
This one, it satisfies me
For me, I know with certainty
It contains eternity.

21 July 2013 @ 1018hrs.



Details | Ballad | |

The moon

The summer passed so fast
I thought you and I would never last
You told me our memories won’t be just a blast
Ever was I the one to doubt our past.

Clouds were soon hiding the sun
The difficult hadn’t even yet begun
I saw your shadow everywhere I went
I guess that’s just how much you meant.

But even in the darkest hour
The moon was there-a source of power
And each look made you feel so near
A dream to chase the presence of my fear…


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Perseus Galaxy

Staring into midnight sky
Vastness brings both fear and hope
Millions of light years separate us
Visible only with telescope

Time’s illusion tricks our eyes
As we view ancient history
For all we know it’s dead and gone
Swallowed up in mystery

From Perseus someone stares back
Seeing the Earth in different light
Dinosaurs and ancient plants
Who've yet to meet their final plight

Fewer masses of dry land
Larger than exist today
Mammals yet to dominate
To dinosaurs they’re only prey

We both exist in time right now
But neither sees the current state
Time delays warping perceptions
Unable to communicate


Details | Ballade | |

The soul of the Crab

The soul of the crab

Oh how she hides behind that shell
Lets no one see her feelings
She’s practical in everything
But those feelings have her reeling
She’s sensitive, and hurt easy
And her moods they be so many
And yet she has not one bad bone
Malice, she has not any.

She be the one for queen and country
Digs into history
She’s always loyal to her kin
She loves her family
She’ll protect them with her life
Don’t no one touch her man!!!
She has a brilliant memory
And she’ll get you when she can.

Her mother, she loves very much
But her children more than that
Wherever there be family
That’s where she would be at
And how she loves to entertain
And cook delicious food
And always she will be a mother
In her heart will be her brood

9 August 2013 @ 2000hrs.


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Vast Reflection

light year daze
objects burst in seams and blaze
starry blinks

farther still
burning in a fiery haze
planets turn

vast in sight
dark and bright in part and whole
earth reflects 

5/4/13


Details | Quatrain | |

Beauty In Imperfection

The rugged bark of an old tree
with imperfection due to its cracks
is a wondrous thing of beauty
and it's the imperfection that attracts

We know that a star-shaped flower 
does not make a perfect star
Yet it has a certain loveliness
that induces a sense of wonder

A hand-crafted ceramic bowl
because of its asymmetry
is a wonderful artefact
that is valued very highly

An old-time cobblestone street
has a unique charm and quaintness
due to its imprecise pattern
that gives it its loveliness

Perfection is not easy to attain
and even more difficult to sustain
Beauty lies in Imperfection
and they are a natural combination



Details | Haiku | |

Haiku 3

This poem has been deleted due to possible publication.


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Night Sky

Bright speckles of light,
Embellish the night canvas:
Myriad of stars.


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Perseid Meteor Shower

Brilliant trails of light
Across a darkened sky
Fireworks in slow motion
A cosmic fourth of July

Scattered bursts of rubble
A dandelion in the wind
Extinguished in moments
Flash of light rescinds

Now I make a wish
As clouds obstruct my view
Will I get good fortune
Or only deja vu


Details | Blank verse | |

Dancing In The Night Sky

Dance thru the moonlight rays with me,
Dance above the clouds round the moon.
Dance through the night’s passing hours,
Dance beneath stars cosmically singing.

Dance thru the dusk’s glow with me,
Dance above the city lights on the Earth.
Dance through this world’s passing horizon.
Dance beneath stars brightly shining.

Dance thru the moonlight beams with me,
Dance above the clouds concealing the sky.
Dance through the night’s monotone colours.
Dance beneath stars silently twinkling.


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Starry Light

starry starry light
shining with silvery hues
of radiant beams


Details | Verse | |

Furrowed Rows of Star Dust

August skies bring summer showers Thorny thistles, starry flowers Perseids burst before my eyes Star crossed furrows, in disguise Garden angels of the night Prickly blossoms of delight August skies bring summer showers Thorny thistles, starry flowers
___________________________________ Inspired By Nette's Contest: 'Star Dust in an Octelle' Carrie Richards 7/6/13


Details | Haiku | |

Starry Night

diamonds sparkle
upon the black velvet
heaven awaits the explorer


Details | I do not know? | |

The Canvas of Night


The Canvas of Night


Stars like sprinkled sugar,
lay strewn across the canvas of night,


enthralled by the wonder of the cosmos,
my dreams take to the heavens in effervescent flight,


I bathe in the beauty, soaked in sublime delight,
absorbed in moments of bliss, transfixed by the serene sight.




Stars like sprinkled sugar,
lay strewn across the canvas of night,


and my being is infused with feelings of hope,


for even in darkness  I find the sprinkled sugar of hope's light.




note: special thanks to one of my heroes, the late Dr. Carl Sagan, for making science accessible to younger me, many, many moons ago.





Details | Blank verse | |

Surreality

Flowers in a valley faraway,
Wind carries them as butterflies in the day.

Meteors through raindrops fall so slow,
Forming rainbow tails from the solar eclipse’s glow.

Beneath the cosmos and earthly sky.
Floral butterflies ascend towards the showers and fly.


Details | Rhyme | |

Obscure Dreams

Luminous countenance obscurity awaits,
Impending dusk contemplates.
Engorged sphere rests in celestial stillness,
Enlightening the unwillingness.
Onyx canvas awaits the magical spell,
Fortunes foretold yearning to tell.
Amber glow come forth boldly bright,
Keep company the iridescent stars tonight.
The patterned heaven holds a fairy-tale,
Baptized with zodiac's astral braille.
Bespangling sparkles twinkle a tune,
Basking in the light of phasing moon.
Calling forth Aurora Borealis,
Illuminated chilled spatial palace.
Planets dance around sun fires,
Painting tales of brilliant sapphires.
Waltzing  through time on lunar-beam,
Once upon a sage oracular dream.
Etched in ancient Stonehenge rock,
Historic Remnants, that  ne'er be forgot.


Details | I do not know? | |

Flowers and stars

Little flowers, little flowers, what’s your name?
When god gave you colors and the first star shone
Did your sweetness and glamour stay the same?
Were you afraid of light and was your allure gone?
 
A sage had those queries
upsetting his idle mind,
then a swift gust of wind
carried dazzling faeries
dancing in his drowsy mind.
 
They sung about the day
when God made a star,
and placed it very far,
Yet we see its bright ray
journeying from afar
 
Their laugh has a silver glow
and the sound of a small bell,
The sage could not tell
how the faerie winds blow
twinkled the small bell.
 
They continued to dance,
When God’s used his power
to bloom the first flower.
Sweet was the new fragrance,
sanctioned by holy power.
 
When the sun lightened the day, the sage left his dream
with a sunflower on his hand:  orange and dark blue:
Those are the wrong colors, what they could mean?
The sage could be a poet, because he had not a clue…
 
Then he heard a laugh,
and saw a woman by his side,
smiling jolly and wide:
Knowledge is for naught
if you wake with love by your side.


Details | Free verse | |

Tough As Nails

Hopeful doesn’t mean stupid
That doesn’t mean I wasn’t stupid
I was in a state and messed up
Simple as that.

I could dramatize
Spill all the stars from my eyes and mouth and cry out for answers but,
I won’t. 
My spirit can dance alone.
A lapse in judgement will not throw it off beat because it dances to a cosmic drum. My heartbeat and no one else’s.

Dropped my shield 
Set myself on fire 
Burned up a daft dream 
And fell to ashes.

I’ve proven to relate to the phoenix 
Both of us know what it’s like to die a quick death and come back stronger
Time and time again
Our ashes swirl into the manifestation of our desires and in that I find my comfort.

Boulders
Hard topped, granite counters
Tough as nails kid
But kid is man or at least he pretends to be.

Smart phones aren’t so smart but, I’m writing this on one
Sedatives and sad, country music mood swims through my veins.

Excuse me, while I go have a drink with that phoenix.


Details | Free verse | |

the gravity that pulled all of this together

                                           the star dust in your soul
                                                      amazes me
                                         it spills between my fingers
                                              between my synapses
                                                      unto ground 
                                                      made of air

                                         i see the places i have been 
                                         and the places i need to go
                                             when i lay witness to
                                           the star dust in your soul

                                                  it's all consuming 
                                                       the big bang
                                                    within the brain

                                                     just to observe
                                                    your effulgence
                             the nimbus that crowns your lovely head

                                                        this is worth
                                              the 5 or 6 billion years
                                                    i've been waiting


Details | Free verse | |

Glimmering Stars

there is glittering among the planets
the sky gives way to surround 
unique forms of colored star lights 
each kernel of light blue or green or red
pulls its trailing tail fast-forward 
weaving together many colors
the dark black background defines 
traveling star light and gives birth 
to each a new colored glow
the head of each star is at its brightest as 
its body light starts to fade
it is an orchestra of shimmering light
each color like the note of a song
singing through the darkness


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A Kiss of Sunshine

Beautiful light that lasted for long
Your lightening shine suppress the cloud

Brilliant Beauty from coast to coast
Your brighter shine rule my world

My lovely kids love painting in your midst
Cos your presence add meaning to their paint

Myself as well stock under your bountiful
Likewise my firm, my wife roam through you

Your fins and flippers eat the sea
But your dominant serve the plant

That is why I love to kiss you
Cos you never demand without supply

My sunshine, you are the haven
That shine my home and my coats.


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The Heavens Above - Revised 10813

Falling Star
Your time in the heavens,
Has come to an end,
Slowly plummeting earthward,
You bid a fiery goodbye,
To all your friends.


Orion
There is a hunter,
Orion is his name,
He circles the Earth,
In relentless pursuit,
Of some unseen game.


The Moon
The man in the moon,
Catches me in his gaze,
He throws down some light,
And encourages my shadow,
To come out and play.


The Stars
The stars above,
Pierce the blackness of night,
Visually stunning,
Like hundreds of diamonds,
Sparkling in the light.



The Universe
As I stand here alone,
And look up at the sky,
I can’t help but wonder,
How I’m seen,
By those way up high.


Some random thoughts that came to me during my evening walks.  I love to walk in the evening so I can look up at the sky and marvel at all that is there.  Stayed tuned, there's more to come.


Details | Free verse | |

The Snowy Life of Two Loving Ghosts

Taking suggestions especially on this poem. This is a first draft and I like it, but I don't have time to edit at the moment. Thank you!
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The two ghosts dance through the barren forrest,
leaving footsteps to be pondered about
by the man who owns the land in the morning.
Howls and Screams and Laughter and Love
fill the dewy dark sky.
The two, lovers in death,
never knowing of the truth,
that their lives were taken
Snowfalls before,
being murdered in these woods,
their throat slits and their bodies mutilated,
No one knew who they were.

But here they are again,
running through the spindly trees,
taking in the scenes of their
eternal winter.
He takes her hand,
leading her to an opening in the trees,
a perfect circle, no light insight
but the stars above,
so beautiful,
so prominent.
Theres not a place in this town
better than this
to see the future amongst the stars.

They came here that day,
tent in one hand,
telescope in the other;
their thoughts in the air.
They were seventeen,
Seniors awaiting the approval
of a diploma,
They should be studying,
mid-terms next week.
They took a fatal break,
spent the night together,
only belonging to each other.

The ghosts;
who's sight doesn't recognize
the spot of their demise. 
They sit on top of a large smooth stone,
Left their by the world in it's hurry.
They gaze upon the stars,
waiting for the world to reveal itself.
The screams and wails and love still permeate the air.

They fell asleep in each others arms,
and so they never heard the footsteps,
the drunken laughs of men full of sin,
ready for some action.
They found the tent,
they killed the innocent souls,
but instead of leaving they bodies,
they left the ghosts,
taking the bodies and
depositing them in the freezing lake.
They then sat upon the rock,
laughing about the deed done,
passing out in the deadfall of snow.

The transparent lovers jump to the snow,
throwing themselves down to sleep the night away.
They cuddle,
protecting each other from the snow,
the danger,
the truth.
The smile,
and with one last scream,
they kiss,
disappearing,
merging with the snow,
Part of the world,
and this spot full of false truths.

No longer do lively bodies wander about the woods,
and the owner hardly visits.
But a few times each winter,
when the snow has fallen so deep,
You can hear the screams,
the howls, 
the laughter
and the love
of two ghosts
dancing in the snow.


Details | I do not know? | |

In the Sun the Moon the Stars

I do not trust my form,
to act as an adequate vehicle to carry my Love for You.
It aches with decadence and decomposition.

Skins cells flake in exhaustion,
Hair follicles abort out of fatigue
Finger nails and toes nails crack , peel and tear.             

Bones creak in warning,
Muscles retreat in lethargy 
Skin hangs, falls and sags.

So I place my Love in the sun,
the moon,
the stars,
the grass,
the leaves.

So that I may continue to adore you in everything,
with everything.


Details | Free verse | |

Morning Star And Friend

Morning Star with friend so close but so far
Focal point on canvas of dull blue
With faintest pink on the eastern horizon
In the stillness and quiet roosters sing once again
Joined by the crickets, 
                                   it sounds like "Hallelujah Chorus " 
Each second a little more light from morn's sun
As the sun comes over horizon, morning star and friend 
Gradually decrease in light...
John said in the "Bible", " I must decrease as Jesus increase"
Jesus' light is now the only one to follow..


Details | I do not know? | |

The Starrs

Looking into the night sky 
The stars shine bright 
They light up the sky 
Trying to tell us thier story 
Living longer than a human 
They have seen more than you or i 
They know the mysteries we can not solve 
The stars will tell us thier story


Details | Free verse | |

Angel of Dawn

O' the angel of dawn! Hold my hand And as you rise, embrace my ailing heart To shield it from the grave sight of the well-lit moon melting into drops Of dew when the burning sun is born In the heart of the diseased sky That loses the beads of twinkling stars And adornment on the forehead of night's bride O' the angel of dawn! Embrace my eyes And as you rise, usher me to the world of trance Where there lies a million such beads On the forehead of the blooming sky Born out of the ashes of the gleaming sun When the twilight breaks the era of blinding morn Erase the dreams to awaken my soul When the angel of sundown is born


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I Wish

I wish I could lay under the stars forever and waste away with the world.
I wish to connect their dots in every way possible,
Trying again and again to make the perfect shape.
I wish the moon would smile back at me, and the stars would wave. 
We would be friends, spending eternity together.
I wish to absorb the brightness of the night sky, to keep it in a box for safe keeping. 
I wish you would lay under the stars with me, 
So I didn’t have to enjoy them alone, so we could make memories together. 
However, we don’t always get what we wish for.


Details | Sonnet | |

Granted and Given

It is all in the Stars if you look hard enough.
There is always the morning Star twinkling.
And then there is the evening Star blinking.
And then there are layered clouds in a fluff.
 
Then there is the Sun and Moon and stuff.
Sometimes it looks like the Moons winking.
Sometimes it looks like the Sun is thinking.
Makes me wonder if their day can be rough!
 
What a wondrous world I live in.
What balance I live by every day.
My life must be granted and given.
So no wonder I take time to pray.
 
It is granted and given each day just to be me.
Just look up once a day and this you can see.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Couplet | |

Midnight's Robe

Midnight has come to drape her robe
Of darkness over this side of the globe.
Smooth, like velvet, it muffles all sound
Save for the hem touching the ground.
And from its deep folds, bright jewels shine forth:
Lyra, Orion, the Star of the North. 
Such riches never before seen on Earth
Sparkle these diamonds of unmeasured worth.
Midnight displays her riches untold;
To her stars are dust. How would she treat gold?


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Shooting Star

A wayward star has lost it's place
Amidst the vastness known as space
Too close to earth it's path did lead
This shooting star for us to see


Details | Haibun | |

Moors of Winscombe Face

It was on the night of midsummer's eve, there was a pregnant pause. Not even a leaf was moving,
the sky so starry bright and the moon benevolently shining lighting up the moors.
It was the kind of night that anything was possible, up here far from the maddening crowd
Kept company by horses and sheep I climb to the top of the tor to be met by a vision of
utter perfection. Under the full moon it was almost as light as day with no urban lights 
just a sky with a meridian of comets and a shooting star canvassing the landscape.

moon so silvery
back lighting all in warm glow
yet keeps it secrets

In the distance down near Timbercombe the harsh cough of a stag softly calling to his
doe's gathering them up to climb to the top of Winscombe Face. There they will browse
until the dawn starts to streak the sky as night turns to day. Hush now, see that? A pair of 
hares sparing and chasing each the movements so fast as to be just a blur. But I
transgress,  led astray by the magic of this ancient place that in times of old was a beacon
where a large fire would be lit to warn of maundering fleets of Vikings and later the Romans
both coming to plunder and enslave.

harsh cries ringing out
as metal swords strike in rage
blood spilt  on the ground

In the distance a moving shadow streaks across the moor rather catlike but too big
for any domesticated cat, was I seeing the beast of Exmoor setting out to hunt
wanting a closer look I set forth on an intersecting course. I managed to come 
within 300 yards when it turned and hissed at me warning me to back off. I did not
Argue but stepped back to give it space with a last snarl it vanished from sight
and search as much I could no further sight of it I saw just a couple of paw prints
by the stream bank left in its soft muddy soil.

on the wind swept moor
a large cat stalking its prey
it leaps and then kills

Many are the rumours that abound up here, sheep taken and eaten not dog mauled
but a clean suffocating kill. Do they really exist? these beasts of the moor? This has
the experts in uproar, some saying yes, others no yet if you talk to farmers like
Fred Bell he will tell you of his many sightings as he works his sheep farm a couple 
of miles from the face. He will tell you of seeing it stalk and kill with never a sound
uttered and the sheep barely lifting their heads pay it scant attention. Up here with
houses and farms far apart could it really roam freely yet leave so little proof of its
existence? 

myths and mystery
blend into the moors fabric
whilst the night masks
 

    


Details | I do not know? | |

CLOCK

In the vast beauty and diversity
                 of the reaches of the cosmos
           impresses upon us all
the shear minute dust we are
                 in any comparison
The simplicity of laws
            that govern it's most basic
     and complex movements
Birth , Life , Death
                 some would distain this as "circular"
as the patterns in creation are
for all things existing within its confines
the birth , life , death of stars   , galaxies
entropy and the recirculation of those elements
into new structures encased
                 in the womb for new material
apply equally to the diversity of structures
                 cycling on the little blue marble
seed  sprout   bush    tree     seed 
seed  sprout   plant    flower     seed
seed   baby    child     adult       seed
same  down    onthe   cellular    level
same  down    tothe    atomic     level 
                 and its clock
in a state of perfectly circular self propagation
For those who foolishly accuse us of being
 
                   CIRCULAR
 
Let me explain              a simple something
     how we measure time in the cosmos
 
is based on a circular orbital movement of planets
                      and stars
and as for thinking
are questions seeking answers which just
                     lead to more questions
 
          and that's the beauty of it
 
       simplicity defines even the most
        complex systems that function
 
right down to the circuit boards for computers
        and technology
 
Mama      seals     it      with     Kiss
        Keep it simple stupid
 
anyone who doesn't know
a clock embedded in the universe
has not recognized his own 

Ecc 8:17
9:5-10
 
COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Blanket of Stardust

The moon has kissed the Earth goodnight;
The sun has gone to bed.
The night sky is a blanket that
The Earth pulled overhead.

It shines despite the darkness
It glitters and it glows
As if a million fireflies
Were looking down below.

They fly without ever tiring
And hover in close formations,
Drawing pictures up in the sky
That we call constellations.

Indeed, they bring us comfort;
We give Nature our trust.
We need not fear the night for we've
A blanket of stardust.


Details | ABC | |

A Starry Night

Among those twinkling stars,
One just finds me and stares.
Among the many crowded people,
I look at the star through the water ripple.

As the night goes on and on,
The star uses its shine to don,
In order to hide from me,
As I disappear into the sea.

I wander how we will ever,
Again come to see each other,
By the night of this very river.

In a single star, I find memories.
In a single star, I find love.
In a single star, I find loneliness.
In a single star, I find respect.
In a single star, I find poetry.
In a single star, I find my mother, my only mother.


Details | Burlesque | |

The unexpected event

Dark was everywhere before, God sent a small cloud therefore
Asked her to light up, poor cloud collapsed in worries
Contrasted for years and exploded to give babies
Born then the sun, star and planets and moons
Together made the families we call them galaxies
Poor a star fallen in love, we call him sun
With charming, beautiful meteorite, gave the ten babies birth
One of them is earth
Now my LORD fallen in worries
Then sent the living babies...we call them animals
among them some are mammals, came then the men
Brain developed with time span, then came love and hatred
Feeling of why u betrayed; sectioned the earth
Covered her with fumes and plastic waste
Even my Lord thinks therefore what i thought before
What i got from cloud therefore


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id like too

before I pass through the moon and stars, I would like too have a family in the woods, by a creek hearing birds chirping as they stay in the trees I'll tell my children that there talking bout you, when the night comes we will count all the stars see how full the sky is and pray for a shooting star when you go to bed I'll stir up some hot chocolate and surprise them in their room, how great it is to have these things when your fast asleep in peace.


Raymond Geisel- id like too


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A Lasting Star

I gaze upon the vast night sky
And I saw a star that caught my eye
I watched the star as it twinkled bright
And wondered about its ancient light

Obeying only the universal laws
Unconcerned by the effect and cause
Destruction and creation are sublime
And exist in the very same moment in time

I wondered if it had ceased to be
And only its past is to be shown to me
From a  million eons long ago
I am blessed tonight by a brilliant glow

But I know if it ever seems to be gone 
It is only evolving and ready to move on


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STILL THINKING OF IRENE WHEN A STAR FALLS

Alone as a thin shadow in the universe,
I am alive without hearing any heartbeat;
this was the same spot we happily lay down 
in a huge meadow of daises and whispered sweet words,
no, they weren't for the stealthy wind to keep!
Now, it refuses to bring them back..oh, what a letdown!


Still thinking of Irene when a star falls,
I follow it breathlessly, wishing it had fallen into my lap
and had touched it as I touched her with gentle hands 
saying, " You are the most beautiful star in this galaxy,
and I own you until destiny raptures me to another planet...
where tears become smiles and pain becomes joy!" 


Sad as a nightingale without a mate,
I struggle to stay awake, trying to catch a glance of her...
why is she too afraid to come out and hear my despair,
I would kiss her fervently and be passionate....
by changing the discordant sky that lacks the happy notes of nightingales,
I would sing an aria and make it come alive to even make the stars dance!
 

Still thinking of Irene when a star falls,
but not knowing where it'll land, it'll leave hope in fragments,
increasing sorrow and loneliness for a soul in penance;
giving all for self-gratification is absurd silliness
that  leaves this generous giver with empty hands...
having failed to recognize how lucky he was!
    



Details | Sonnet | |

Exhalted

I saw the Sun and the Moon take a stance in the universe.
And an unknown Star placed over them was put in charge.
The whole entire inhabitants scattered themselves at large.
And all the lands and seas became separated by a diverse.
 
The Sun Shined brightly in the west never to set in a curse.
The Moon gleamed fully bright to the east as the surcharge.
The door had been widely opened and many came by barge.
The stress was great because the world went into a reverse.
 
Fate and destiny was being dished out like a deck of cards.
Skies lit up and the Stars came back out like never before.
And the palm trees took up to the seas like standing guards.
And from this stemmed growth from that one opened door.
 
The Sun and Moon are exalted above and beyond you all,
And so is the Star in charge of those that flaw in its thrall.
 
 
® Registered: Ann Rich 2008


Details | Verse | |

Children Of The Universe



With my inner spirit I can converse With the trees and stars of the universe The conversation draws us very close In a message of our unity All of us are children of the same source That's the ultimate universal force And we all follow a similar course In fulfilment of our destiny
john beharry Desiderata - Poetry Contest 12/6/2014 Theme 2


Details | Lyric | |

Fire Mother

Cold morning greets the weary eye clouds drape the horizon in gray
I turn around avoiding the sight I cannot stand with a dreary pale day
And then I feel it on the nape of my neck A hint of warmth kissing my skin
I turn around gazing out my window and see in the gray light the size of a pin
I try not to build on my hopes the thin ray of light might be gone in a tick
And then it happened the clouds parted way amazing ling quick

within a moment I was a washed in light blinding brilliant and glaring so bright
it was like the day had defeated the night leaving the world with breathtaking sight
The orb of energy colored the sky in outrages shadows and countless hues
the godly object painting its art from star to star the cosmos its muse

I moved with a pace to open the door I flung it open with a giddy delight
the clouds burned away by the waking of ra the life giving force of comfort and might
the rays that touched the flesh of my face washed in warmth a faint tingle
Colors above began to dissipate lose there sharpness leave then un mingle

now the sky retains the majestic color of the all welcoming blue
now nothing can stop the suns life and energy from making it through
the moments I spent outside my front door revitalized my heart filled my soul
I dare not stare into the great star the center so bright a positive hole

I stood there soaking up the nectar my skin absorbing the vital beams
Before this day I thought the world could only be this beautiful in our dreams
Iam not sure to this day how long I enjoyed it how long did I stay
I took the time to indulge in the feeling the blinding array

The golden orb that gives life a chance nourishes its children down below
refreshes my outlook changes the day shinning down for the rest to grow
to bathe in its glory heat on my skin sensations burn from my feet to my chin
summer is coming in its time the way it has always done the way its been

Shading my eyes from the fiery glare I take a last glance at the burning sphere
so filled up inside with light and warmth my lets out a rejoice full tear
Once again it will set in the sky but it doesn’t take long for it to appear
to give the life that we all so crave and to make our days a little more clear
a god to revere a star we hold dear every summer once every year it comes again
to greet us here banish the dark conquer our fear once again I will gaze and ill peer on the 
celestial being 
that owns the sky the liquid fire mother our sphere


Details | Imagism | |

The Copper House

Still, on a bench, watching eyes inquired
To the heights of Brakeman’s Hill
That on its rounded peak 
Poised a bright copper house
And held the company 
Of a strong oak tree
It bore a twisted truck 
And roots of valiant display
The fallen leaves made swollen stumps 
As squirrels used them to play

An old man of grey 
And a young man tall
Stood looking keen in front 
Of the east copper wall
They stood in their suits 
Passing a will between
They took haste down the hill 
Through rotten wood and brush
Over flower patches that lay dead 
Passing whispers that bid hush

By a days cycle crop 
Matthew and I
Remained on the bench,
Watching the sky
And then, in a dark hour before dawn
The spance released a beam of light 
As if an impending star spoke
Of a purple shekel so bright
That shimmered in blue 
As the tail of a kite

We dashed to see 
Upon what land it fell
And sure enough 
On Brakeman’s hill
So with a glance of agreement 
We journeyed up that way
In hopes to discover 
What mystery portray
Half in a trail, we halt, and bow
For a silhouette shown forth
Approaching the place of abode  

It appeared to be a lady 
Around her thirtieth year
Her hair of almond ash, tied back in a bun
Her cloth of linen and laces undone
She carried a basket and a suitcase of paisley
While an ivory sheep dog in collar, carried two a daisy 

They entered the copper gate 
And rested in the yard
Until a rumbling of earth put them on guard
Then before our very eyes 
We saw that impending star brew 
And up from the ground
The copper house, split in two
The women and the dog 
Seemed to be collect
Even drawing from her suitcase 
Personal affects 

She strewn them about- blankets of braid 
To every line providing shade
For now the morning was warming
No time to lose- so we decided to meet her
On a whim and fuse
At the top she met us
And lead us through
The rooms of copper
Which vineyards rapidly grew
 
We tasted fruits 
We had not known
Then from afar 
Other children shown 
Though the suns gleam
 all with little smiles 
Some sat and giggled 
Others climbed the twisted oak tree
The place becoming, a home to the free 

At the end of the day, 
We took haste down the hill
Over flower patch blossoms 
Through moss and wooded lush
Passing laughter so hearty
Yielding, many cheeks a blush

Matthew and I 
Filled to the brim
Agreed for tomorrow 
To meet again


Details | I do not know? | |

Hidden Children

we step into the twilight
within a hedge between
we step without a sound 
upon ancient ground

a star barer burning bright 
in each of us is known 
we are the Hidden Children
of the sacred grove

we mumble in our sleep
drooling in a heap
dancing are our spirits free

a star barer burning bright 
in each of us is known
we are the Hidden Children
of the sacred grove

the goat footed wild man 
plays an endless song 
we dance and stammer wildly
until our deaths we stop

a star barer burning bright 
in each of us is known 
we are the Hidden Children
of the sacred grove


Details | I do not know? | |

My Star

Every night I stare at the same star wondering if your staring at it too.
Come to think about it I think I'm going to name it after you.
You and the star are quite the same,
that's why I am giving it your name.
It sparkles when the moon hits it just right,
as do your eyes when you hold me tight.
It's always there when you need it to be
and you to are always here for me.
It's always in the night sky shining brightly.
Just like you, no matter how sad you may be.
So every time I think of you my love, I look at that star
and remember your not that very far.


Details | Ballad | |

She held a handful of stars

These eyes bright 
Hair the colour of night 
Queen of starlight 

She held a handful of stars 
She tossed them far 
Scattering through, 
the midnight sky 

The star that landed on me.......... 
Was my destiny 
For this star, 
choose to be.............. 
the star for me 

Scattering through, 
billions of stars 
There is one waiting for you 

Glittering glow, 
from my chosen star so 
Scattered throught the blackest night 
This one, I won't let go 

This star 
So bright 
It came so far you see............. 
It chose me 

These eyes bright 
Hair the colour of night 

She held a handful of stars 
She held one for me 
The star she held................ 
Was my destiny 

One for me........ 
One for you........ 
Travelling too........ 
Such stars are meant to be.......... 

These eyes bright 
Hair the colour of night 
Scattering starlight 


Details | Free verse | |

Singing Stars

Remember when the singing stars 
knew our names?
We spun at midnight on the lawn
We danced with silver feet
The grass lay down beneath
our steps 
submissively complete.
Each star we saw, we touched
that night
Remember how they fell?
A spinning sight
As we, exhausted
sweet collapsed the lawn
and lay deep breathing...
and laughing...
And laughing...
Gardenias in bloom 
leaving their scent on our skin.
Grass in our hair
to be earth in our sleep.
Stars in death
leaving their marks on our eyes.
and childhood running away from us
bolting, a star burning out in midnight skies,
down the summer asphalt, 
to grey.


Details | Ballad | |

A FADING STAR

My star, fading 
In the cold light, 
of a new day 

Flashes of green 
Flashes of blue 
Fading, 
nothing to be seen 

Lost in light 
Drowned in a sun, 
waiting for night 

You cannot see, 
what you cannot find 
a fading star 
At could be you, 
it could be me 

Deepening sky, 
emerging night 
Flashes of blue 
Flashes of green 
My star light 

Star bright 
in a sky, filled with night 
Filled with me 
Filled with you 
Lost in star light 


Details | Ballad | |

A STAR IN THE WEST

The wind fell away
Clouds broke
By evening
The suns' hazy glow
Changed the light
The ending of the day
 
The first star shone
On a horizon
Tinged with red and gold
It shone bright
With a soft silver light
The deepening blue
Replaced a red sky
The coming of the night
 
A star in the west
To follow
Until landfall
A wooden ship to find
All the things that lie
In a shadowfire heart
 
A wooden ship to carry
The heartstone gem
From the world of men
Tapestries too
The treasures that lie 
In your heart
On a ship
On a course
Plotted on a captains' chart