Best Comet Poems
I glimpsed it one night floundering in dark,
still young of age, beset by whirls of doubt.
Not knowing on what journey to embark,
inside my gloom, I prayed to be pulled out.
How radiant and rare it seemed to me,
appearing like a comet, light to show.
I set my gaze on it that I might see
the way it blazed where I was meant to go.
Pursuing it, I left abashment’s edge
and followed to where flowers softly swayed
and scent of lilac wafted from a hedge.
Such welcome realm where soothing music played!
This scene, though dreamed, revealed to me in youth
serenity is found in seeking truth.
9/24/2012
For Francine Roberts' In Dreams Poetry Contest
Dreaming dreams of purple-blue skies
I thought I’d take a little ride,
upon a comet, just to see,
the things that I had not yet seen.
So a comet tail I grabbed and
into the universe we sailed.
Then as I passed through Saturn’s rings
electricity danced through me.
Upon my passing right past Mars,
I saw an incredible star;
It warmed me with its soothing rays
and left me in a cozy state.
Venus, she was a lovely blue
and white clouds swirled all ‘round her face.
The Milky Way, it was the best;
Spiraling swirls had me impressed.
It danced ‘round like a spinning top;
it’s arms, waving, reached out to me.
Such a visage; such a beauty;
I had to smile, with delight.
The constellations, wondrous sight;
within them I played, dot-to-dot.
What a glorious adventure!
Then I and comet said goodnight.
This Christmas Eve will be over soon,
Vixen and Cupid are over the moon;
Santa, Dasher and Dancer,
Ate baked beans with old Prancer,
Poor, Donner and Blitzen are in a swoon.
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December 22, 2015
Limerick
For the contest, Limerick,
Sponsor, Jan Allison
First Place
Streaked across the astral sky
a cosmic snowball friend
off to points unknown
in space and time
and time again,
a smile imprinted
on my mind,
though sometimes..
your long dusty ion tail
makes me sneeze
meek's deep solar wind
left a bright arching trail
and in its fading beauty
an aching learned
so well,
life and love are fleeting..
At Cape Canaveral
Working for CNN
Carolyn Devonshire
With a news bulletin
In less than three days
The second comet will hit home
All the worlds governments are working
To halt it's destructive roam
Here at NASA
They are preparing a shuttle
To carry a weapon
Deadly but subtle
Scientists from Russia
China and Japan
Are working together
To save our lands
Inside these hangers
A mission is planned
To arm a shuttle
Electronically manned
Aboard it will carry
A weapon of power
Once it strikes home
We await the meteorite shower
In the NASA control room
The count down begins
Our world as we know it
Under three days from its end
The engines roar
As the rocket zests
Inside the shuttle
Is a cargo that's blessed
As it hits Mach 23
It disappears from our view
Beyond our world
A mission so true
With the comet in sight
The shuttles doors now agape
Releasing a small craft
With flags of the world, proudly draped
The shuttle that's followed
This comet of death
Captures the moment
Man left it reft
A craft coloured gold
Approaches at speed
Reaches the comet
Blessed by all creeds
A blinding light
As bright as the sun
Destroys the comet
As the meteorites run
The second shuttle
Is peppered like earth
But she makes it home
Her witness, well worth
On CNN
Footage is shown
The death of a comet
In obliteration blown
How many more
Are lurking out there
As we await their entrance
We stand together, and beware
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy-8.php
A comet was once known as a blazing star.
Now she’s a wild flower in meadows afar.
Sometimes called a button snake root, a floral czar.
A brilliant center of admiration, bit of a quasar.
It sped through the night like a stone skims a pond,
Out to the stars, and what lies beyond.
Where will it go, what will it see,
Amongst nebulous giants, and strange galaxies.
Will it find life, has our earth got a twin,
Will it find the answers, how did we begin.
Encountering mysteries we'll never know,
Oh speeding traveller, I envy you so.
To explore the universe, the fate of a comet,
Given the chance, I'd ride upon it.
Entry for
CONTEST 555,ANY FORM OR NONE,
ANY THEME, UP TO A MAX OF 20 LINES Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand. Placed =1st.
9/2/19
Also be ready to see some Green!
A Green Comet can be seen
In the night sky, these next few days
Beautiful sights, in beautiful ways!
Heidi Sands
2/18/19
Rampaging through the heavens
never stopping day or night,
a spectacle of a lifetime
a comet in full flight.
Faster than a cheetah
with a tail that's miles long,
bigger than a mountain
so powerful and strong.
The outer ice is melting
causing vapour from the force,
and leaves a trail behind it
as it travels on it's course.
If one should come too close to earth
the atmophere will shake,
with shockwaves reaching to the ground
causing the land to quake.
Scientists say the chemicals
in the dust they leave behind,
could have started life on earth
which resulted in mankind.
I cannot say if this is true
I do not have the right,
but I know no better spectacle
than a comet in full flight.
I was attracted to her troubles, her artful exits,
her love was terrible, she hurt me in all the right ways,
hides behind the tall tree of my inspiration
whistling like a playful truth easy to please & difficult to release,
says goodbye kindly & curiously as a dream departing under duress,
just when you thought she'd tell you the password to Heaven
she would scamper away as shewolf suspicious of where she lay
or prowling on the scent of prey,
I fell in love with how she fought mistrust and 'bad odds'
teaching me that patience often rests on hurtful wisdom,
but when this woman chooses to gallop into the gallery of my growth
wild and willfully, I quickly comprehend a true friend,
promises and time need not be bartered for
since emotions and experience are the blessings of our bond,
as my Poet Girl grows stronger, sings louder, strides prouder
I ponder happily that the only timepiece the Cosmos holds
is the connection of beating hearts, the affection of unjudging reception,
and now, above the melee of my routine I see her blazing towards me again
not falling near, rather raising me to that innocent & infallible trail
where tears become diamonds & frigidity faints in the arms of faith,
her love is no longer so terrible, more so terrific as temptation,
however, she continues to sharpen her blade on the bone of my breastplate,
and I resist not the mercy of her dangerous kiss -
J.A.B.
The Comet
The sun
Consumes
The moon delights
The stars watch amused
As I twirl in the night
Every 75 years we see
it gliding over our dear
planet Earth, as you watch
it, we know that we may never
see it again.
It was named after astronomer
Edward Halley (1656-1742)
One man was born as Halley's
comet was passing our beautiful
Earth one night in 1835.
During his life time he wrote
some of the world's greatest
novels ever written.
His trips down the Mississippi
as a river captain inspired him
to write some great novels.
This man from Missouri knew
his subject's very well,
75 years after he was born
Halley's Comet paid us
another visit, that day also
saw the death of this great
writer who we all know as
Mark Twain.
Written 6-23-11
From the depths of space,
you will create wonder and love.
Comet Ison, shine!
Comet Punctuation - Haiku
murky water, still
jungle web vegetates silk
comet punctures pond
Fly in the sky, you, giant hornet,
towards the sun, against the wind.
Shine in the light, eccentric comet,
into the dark you`d better fling.
Arrange the show and die in harness,
let here star shower`s hour run.
You – surveyor`s stake in total darkness,
Cosmos is not for sign a bar.
Exhaust yourself in fleeting dancing,
let after all the summer fun,
and rush away, you, cosmic lancer,
to catch up with a falling sun.