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Kiss of the Eagle

Many eons passed on Earth, who only saw your face
Untouched your virgin body, floating there in space
Waxing, waning, gibbous, crescent, quarter, full and new
Selene the Greeks would call you; Diana, Caesar knew

Who would brave the ether, who would cross the void
To agitate the tranquil sea you had so long enjoyed
To softly kiss your ravaged face and return to tell the tale
Of Luna's hidden secrets beneath her powdered veil?

Three heroes took the final quest aboard their fiery steed
In Apollo's silver chariot proceeding with godspeed
Three days and nights they voyaged to their opalescent goal
On Earth they watched and worried in the halls of ground control

One held the craft outside the reach of Luna's jealous grip
While Eagle's talons cradled two who risked the final trip
They timidly approached her through the shadowy abyss
Luna waited patiently and received the Eagle's kiss

Nations watched and cheered on Terra's distant shore
As one man finally took a step no one ever took before
In our hearts and in our minds his words will be enshrined
"That's one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind."

August 27, 2012

This poem was inspired by Neil Armstrong's death. 
There are quite a few metaphors scattered through
the poem.

Copyright © Roy Jerden

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Who Am I

I am the ring around Saturn
spinning words as particles of ice and dust
with the power to transcend

I am the original chosen to be right here right now
transmitting verbal frequencies 
through speaking my thoughts into existence

I am the heir of omnipotence,
born with a direct connection to profound abundance 
The one whose words will age, yet still have substance;
since there are no boundaries attached to my pen

I am constant energy
Translating personal experience into imagery 
Vulnerable to tyranny,
yet i continue attempting to share some truth
through this abstract language of poetry

I am the core
I am that I am more
I am the Divine Presence that is the Source of my rewards

I am the green you get when you mix too much yellow with the blue
That shade of gold you get when the sun resides into darkness
and when it ascends in the dawn burning dew
I am the transition between the third and fourth dimension of time;
the love you feel when you realize how it feels

I am the poem that is abstractly direct
because I write beyond limits
absorbing frequencies from 3 to 8 hertz
through meditation for several minutes
I am the one bridging the gap between
the analog ascension and the direct connection to spirit
The one who is love
because I am a descendent  of it

I am the rhythm that the wind blows
I am the beginning and the ending of stories told
about the universe and how miracles unfold
I hold the power to accept judgement from those who will do just that
Not knowing that I am them in the absolute reality of me
Judge that

I am knowledge beyond measure because that is my right
So I continue meeting the different parts of me
when I meditate and write
Who am I?
I AM, THAT, I AM


Copyright © humble b


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Guessing Games

From the moment we met, he played a game
Started out telling me to guess his name
     And when I asked, “Don?”
     He responded, “Right on!”
This lucky guess led to more of the same

“What do you think I do for a living?”
I hesitated, had some misgivings
     “Steer the space shuttle?”
     Got no rebuttal
So on this roll, I felt I was winning

“Bet you a kiss you don’t know where I live”
My mind was draining faster than a sieve
     “A beachfront villa?”
     (The truth would kill ya)
So many guessing games I now relive

After dating three months, his wife found out
Burst into our love nest, called him a lout
     Eight kids behind her
     All hungry they were
Don Juan he was, but surely no space scout

If you meet a man and he asks you to guess
Take it from me and avoid this distress
     He may be akin
     To Rumpelstiltskin
The anger later is hard to suppress

Now I’ve learned to turn the tables on men
Asking them to “guess” again and again
     My private life hid
     Won’t remove the lid
And I’ve convinced some that MY name’s John Glenn


*Entry for Tracy's "Make Me Giggle" contest

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire


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Where Are You Earth

Where Are You Earth? In the middle of the universe, I stand… My mind attempting to comprehend the scope and wonder Exposed upon these printed pages Within this book of astronomy and space. One hundred billion galaxies… One hundred octillion stars.. Trillions of them are suns like ours… Unfathomable to my human mind... Through these pages, In the middle of the universe, I stand In awe and ask... Where are you Earth? I see our galaxy—our Milky Way—full color On this wondrous special page, And I almost miss that tiny speck… That speck, our world, With cars and people bustling here and there… Bridges, trains, skyscrapers, jets… Blue oceans with majestic ships… The wonders of our age… You great, important, busy, busy world. Where are you Earth Amid this cloud of dust? I find you on this page with straining eye So lost among the stars, the planets, moons— One hundred billion galaxies One hundred octillion stars— My home…my Earth… A tiny speck… A microscopic grain… Caught up in cosmic winds with all the rest. © Sandra M. Haight 2015 All Rights Reserved ~2nd Place~ Contest: In the Middle of the Universe, I Stand. Sponsor: Verlena S. Walker Judged: 02/06/2015
-------------------------------------------------------------------- Reference for number of galaxies and stars: space.com

Copyright © Sandra Haight


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Crescent Waltz

She slants her shining, golden glance
Across desert, mountains, rivers, plants
Greets her rising, true romance
In the purpling, opposite skies

Her lunar love, her heart’s delight
Soars to ever darker height
For each, the other’s perfect, right
It’s on their wings time flies

She seems asleep within the night
Yet always, somewhere, she’s brilliant, bright
Motionless in constant flight
Each day its own surprise

They’ll never meet – there’s not a chance
These partners in eternal dance
Of darkness, light – they both enhance
The world with their long goodbyes

***

As their crescent waltz achieves crescendo
Sans artifice or innuendo
Young children start to play Nintendo
While adults stir and rise

Copyright © Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson

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Thats a sin

A whole new twist to the same old story
Evil scientist in their laboratories
Creating monsters that live in the night
I often reflect on mankind's plight
As mankind drifts further from his soul
We seek things to fill the hole
The path of lies forever bends
Truth is straight and narrow my friends
As I see it getting bent in every way
I simply find myself compelled to pray
What will become of our sons and daughters
Will their souls be led to slaughter
As scientist seek out another way
To disprove what the bible has to say
Trillions spent in search of a ghost
Another theory of true reproach
Rainbow stars now fill the skies
I wonder what is hidden inside their lies
We can now place a robot up on Mars
But can't help the drunk at the local bar
Trillions more spent on a new space station
But we can't feed the hungry right here in our nation
Seems to me before we go further conquering space
We should maybe try to help out the human race
Our quest for knowledge has drove us insane
We are now so smart we don't use our brain
Our nation was founded "In God We Trust"
Our government says "Let it be covered in dust"
Even this lowly creature up out of the pen
Knows in his heart that thats a sin

Copyright © Michael Jordan


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Autumn on my page


There is a wind ,  which sketched,
Without my knowledge,  the message;

Autumn had lying words,
On my page.

It was by way of red leaves,
The bird of passage,
Twirling in space,

I followed it of my glance
And its woven loops,
On the canvas of the sky.

I just transcribed,
What the wings,

Supported on the wind,
Said to me.

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(translated from french )
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C'est un vent qui traçait,
A mon insu,         le message  ;

L'automne avait couché les mots,
Sur ma page.

C'étaient en guise de feuilles rousses,
L'oiseau de passage,
Virevoltant dans l'espace,

Je l'ai suivi de mon regard,
Et de ses boucles tissées,
Sur la toile du ciel .

J'ai seulement retranscrit,
Ce que les ailes,

Appuyées sur le vent,
M'avaient dit.

Copyright © rene Chabriere


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Cosmic Tune

Cosmic Tune We are alive on Earth to thrive produce, survive within life’s span, With stars, Sun, Moon, nature commune in cosmic tune and endless plan. © Sandra M. Haight 2014 All Rights Reserved ~3rd Place~ Contest: Desiderata (Rhupunt Form) 2. ” You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars.” Sponsor: Nette Onclaud Judged: 12/13/2104

Copyright © Sandra Haight


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If Stars Could Think

If stars could think.
They would be thinking
Dreadful thoughts.
Wishing they could be humans.
Just wishing that they could be
Human.
Lazily
Lurking
In a dark abyss.
No where to go
Nothing to do.
Just hot stars in a dark
Sky.
Yet if they could only see. 
To us they shine brighter than all of our thoughts combined.
Then they start to think extraordinary thoughts.
They start to think 
People.
Will gaze up at them for hours. 
So far,
Yet
So bright.
But stars have nothing to fear.
For they will outlive 
Us all.



Copyright © Ammon Brown


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Time and Space

Time and space in deadlock
Time unlike the progression of a clock
Time dependent on interpretation
A linear cessation
Space dependent on mass
Triangulation through impasse
Portals of acquisition
An inner self expedition
From a place in time
No origin or termination of the prime
To an interval in space
Where cosmos and time interlace
Affirmation of existential quantification
Often lost with one’s interpretation 
Particles floating upon a solar wind
From and to infinity without an end
Matter casting shadows in time’s void
A whirlpool generating ripples outwardly deployed

Copyright © Deborah Kelley


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Addicted to Astronomy

Space is not clear, but it is deep. It’s secrets, it will always keep. On cloudless nights, great beauty’s seen; beneath the moon’s long, radiant beams. The stars, they always, greet with a wink; You will miss them, if you blink and telescopes aimed, will provide a show; the thrill of passing, Saturn’s glow. Delight will swell your ecstatic chest and you’ll need to see the moon in crest. No vision elsewhere can compare; to the stellar activity, witnessed there. Once you gain the viewing craze; you’ll want to view it, every day.

Copyright © M. L. Kiser


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R-I-P -----ROBIN WILLIAMS




Spin off Happy Days Na-Nu Na-Nu Shaz-Bot man Planet Ork Mork fly!
© PoeTTreeZ Publishing

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO


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New Stars Are Formed

Strange colored skies climb northernly this night
Calling our future with wild deamons eyes
Abscure as the creatures who answer the call
Wild are the answers of the reasons and the faults
Certain as the well swept winds
Alluring in it's grasp fought negatively through single wins
I pray twords the skies and it curdles and swims
Thoughts twords the sun and it scorches my rims
Carry me far enough I can be within your sights
Stash us away and the sun will be bright
Motors may break but oceans will be light
I will stay on the coast and wait 
The award I will do is make the evening a minute late
Parched is the gulf as the single minute breaks
Great is the second docks a seperate mans gate

The Earths crust slowly begins to crumble
It quivers, then quakes, it slowly opens, the rivers break
A star is born somewhere, a beautiful new star
Great is the struggle, born from the heavens a small light it makes

The new star pulls, it turns, then it feeds and it's fuel it burns
Gently it orbits following all things it understands
The new star bends it dances it stands
Tancing outwardly as creations comprehend

A continient wavers as the new star binds its brand
It feeds off of our oceans as our tides wash in
It goes just as softly forward and back
As the rays of its placement barrow up to the sun
We watch very carefully because it's damages are already done

Copyright © Courtney Courtney


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Strawberries And Cream

Daybreak slipping through these champagne curtains

Red silk; twined aneath crimsons sheets; awakening....

This afterglows mornings dew; her wet moist kisses 

Soft sunrise and whom can deny such love; about her

Kittens den; purrr; feed me this need of your heavenly

Breed; cranberry breast amid sweet sublime; suckling

Her thirsting poetics child; a virgins verse as capturing

Venus aside strokes swirling atop sanguines canvas....

Splashed in maroons colours of a daybreak; pink silk 

Aneath sheets slipping through tomorrows champagne 

Curtains parting their purrring; brushing this her beauty 

Within a moist dews afterglow; intoxicatings sweet, wet

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...."Red Rums Kiss * 'Strawberries And Cream'" ~


Copyright © John Rhinem


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Here and Beyond - Visual 2

Here and Beyond – Visual 2 Cornfield paths lead eyes to fathom huge full Moon on horizon No way to grasp the wonder of its awesome size in twilight sky From beyond, spacecrafts send pictures of a tiny sunlit rock © Sandra M. Haight 2015 All Rights Reserved ~4th Place~ Contest: Glorious Sijo Fields - Visual #2 Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich 02/07/2015
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Copyright © Sandra Haight


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A Penny For Your Thoughts


(The Relativity of Beyond)

Bacteria, too small for human eyes
Engage their fight for life within our midst,
So unaware of Earth's gigantic spies
With microscopes and slides, who co-exist.

And tiny fish contained by walls of glass,
Oblivious to all that thrives outside,
In world of colored sand and plastic grass
Know not of ocean's roar or rhythmic tide.

And we, the wisest brothers of life's sea,
Who travel well the wonders of our home,
Are blinded by the endless mystery
Of space and time--horizons we can't roam.

What great dimension of the vast beyond
Makes Earth a microscopic vagabond?


© Sandra M. Haight 2015 
   All Rights Reserved


~2nd Place~
Contest: A Penney For Your Thoughts
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
Judged: 03/22/2015

Quote:
“If life is going to exist in a Universe of this size,
then the one thing it cannot afford to have is 
a sense of proportion.” 
Douglas Adams, Author: 1952-2001




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Copyright © Sandra Haight


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MY DAILY BALM



and to sneak outside, into the soft fragrance of the night when all sea and earth creatures are asleep, save for other night birds like me… and to tiptoe on naked earth, in the dancing, dappled sashays of ink, porcelain and chrome strewn across the grass, by lights glossing through the air- blown crowns of the trees i love the taste of the moon... tangerine, compared to the metal taste of the blistering noontime temperature. and to inhale the embroidery of evening, to me, is to be filled with soothing solace. as one can see ...sneaking outside, in the din of hours, to speak with her, my moon--- round or sliced and concave--- has been a passage and ritual of mine since I was a girl child. and to chase this orb and know if she is waxing or waning with my thirsty eyes, i cling to her symphonies and silence it is so, till I snuff out from this earthscape if you see a butterfly maiden, strolling the lines of a porch or street in slit hours sometime before twilight... it is simply me, once more, inhaling my moon tasting this delicacy... this luna of beauty i need as my daily passion and balm; lest i die
all rights reserved © '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' A Favourite Poem Contest... Charlotte Puddifoot

Copyright © nette onclaud


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Half-Lit Moon

Haze up in the heavens encircles this orb.
Half-dark, half-light, shines from above.
Twinkles of light appear to absorb.
Fractions of darkness within lighted glove,

Speaking to lovers held in each other’s arms.
Answering questions of science to some,
Floating around spreading blessed charms,
Listening close at times, hearing a hum.

Lovers for centuries, graciously, captured by,
Sweet serenity and magical mystery,
Others entranced with secrets, which fly.
From words written and spoken in history.

Satellite, orb, lady, they are all the same.
Mythical goddesses, gripped in flame.
These tales have spread so many games.
This object seen most nights has no shame.

Copyright © cecil hickman


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Our Xanadu


Our Xanadu

As we watch our dark evening sky
Bejeweled with magnificent stars,
Called to our minds comes the endless
Dream to solve all the mysteries
Entrusted to vast cosmic space...
Forever, man’s undying wish.
Great questions we ask about space...
Have the answers always been vague?
Is it much to much to surmise that,
Justly, others have suns and moons,
Knowledge of Earthlings, where we are?
Likely to gaze at their own skies
Many million light years away?
Now, we are secure on this Earth...
Of course when we think about her…
Perhaps as just dust in the sky…
Questions about why we are here,
Relative to the puzzles of space,
Sometimes are too much to address.
Thank God for our heaven of stars
Under which we thrive, even though,
Vastness of cosmos surrounds us
With mysteries deep and unknown.
Xanadu for sure is this Earth...
You are our sweet home here among
Zillions of specs in this Universe.

© Sandra M. Haight 2015 
   All Rights Reserved


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Copyright © Sandra Haight


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Night's sentry

Oh blackest night,
how elegantly you 
do decorate your canopy.
Twinkling stars 
sparkle gloriously 
in the Heavens.
Brightest yellow moon
shining it's beautiful face,
keeping watch as sentry
to Earth's mysterious gates.

Copyright © Anna-Marie Docherty


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Star Gazer's Dawn

Great dark sky weilding stars Clouds of light cast blankets Heaven’s wild midnight brushstroke Upon the Earth Man lays content Eye’s wide pools staring A gaze of ancient mortal questions He let them free Thought caged Butterflies Dance amongst Comet pathways Fledgling mind adrift In firmament’s endless depth Tutor of the blind apprentice gnostic Eyes perceive yet are fooled Hands outstretched in Cosmos touch Vast ceiling of scattered Sun’s smiling Wink across century space Dying Fire light winking back Connections of elemental brotherhood speak Voice without language Crossing the Desert without vector Vespertine prostratus wakes Back aches from damp grass beds Earthly wind born sway Bathed in Moon’s wan light Dance until the morn’s dawn bringer Cockerel stirring rousing singers The Man stands up Dazed in confusion of lunar radiance World of colour washing silver shadowed sight Water to toast the day A humble thank you to the Night ©David Nickle Read 2014

Copyright © David Nickle Read


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MY QUIET PLACE, SOFT



My favorite sanctuary is the side porch where I would screen the horizon and
amble around to feel the wonder of this place--- robins trill in the morning ;a garden path leads to rows of flowers and plants. At any given day, the round table and brass chairs act as a breakfast nook, night party lounge ( with its cobblestone floor and collage of lights), and wide-open painting /writing room. Transparent glass hinged on French-style frames hangs above my porch with a bevy of orchids trailing below it.
My alone time to gather my thoughts and awaken all senses refreshes my soul in this abode.



Soft lights glitter through bench on porch As moon carves a flossed line; Words gather to arc hands’ torch On brown pages, reclined. Floral thoughts climb through patio doors Where language reels around The way mist floats like raindrops’ pour Dipping odes wet, I drown.
My Quiet Place Contest of Sara Kendrick

Copyright © nette onclaud


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Ascending Epiphany

I realize limitation
	Is an illusion.
My destiny is without
	Boundary.
		Looking,
Beyond death. Beyond the periphery 
Eternal Incarceration
Cosmic chaos is cooking...
	Infinite combinations
In infinite situations
Attuned yet unaware,
A universe of oppositions
Frequency and energy
Space, matter 
A spiraling dichotomy.

an ascending epiphany.


11-27-14

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Copyright © Joel Thornton


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When The Sun Sets

When the sun sets, The stars shine with no regrets. Darkness fills the air, The moon gives light with every care. The darkness is easier to walk through, Every light shining is so pure and true. Guidence forever are the stars in the sky, With them we find our places lifted so high. Forever is the moon to cast light upon us all, We become encouraged to stand firm and tall. The stars shine with no regrets, When the sun sets.

When the sun sets, Shining its powerful light it never forgets. Though light fades to darkness, It comes about with alertness. Shadows before the eye can see, The little shining light is enough to set us free. Sometimes we are afraid to walk alone in the dark, From which we were given a caustic remark. Guidance Forever is the changing of dark and light, It helps us to be strong and make one last fight. Forever are the shadows lurking at every turning point, If we give in it is ourselves we disappoint. Shining its powerful light it never forgets, When the sun sets.

When the sun sets, The sky is filled with wonderful colors that the ocean reflects. All the animals of the sea, Come forth creating a musical harmony. The waves crash upon the shore, Washing up new sand to the ocean floor. Its a beautiful site to see, The ocean sounds are calmingly free. Who's to say the ocean isn't peaceful get away, Its a calming place to relax and stay. The sky is filled with wonderful colors that the ocean reflects, When the sun sets.

Copyright © Tyler Knapp


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Probing the Unconscious Space

If the unbearable lightness of being has pushed you to the brink of catastrophic meltdown,
walk to the edge of our flat two-dimensional existence 
and take a leap of faith...

You may drift through space for quite some time
eyeing the stars, the planets, the galaxies
that make up the great and boring universe beyond.

Eventually you'll come across darker, scarier territory,
unseen with the naked eye
yet comprising 95% of all matter,
and all that matters,
otherwise known as the unconscious.

Some day you'll feel safer in the void, 
more secure,
at peace.

With not one mirror in sight to reflect your self concept,
everything and nothing make perfect sense here,
for they are one and the same.

You are the only observer
of man's true final frontier
and his one and only mystery.

Copyright © Yoni Dvorkis