Best Cosmic Poems
This piece was sparked by an idea in a fellow poet Tom Woody’s’ — “Last Dance Amid the Stars.” I however, followed a very different emotional path — one that avoids finality and leaves room for mystery and one’s own imagination. The story also touches on the true stories of a growing trend with tragic consequences — lives lost in the pursuit of that one perfect selfie in scenic spots. This dangerous craze has already claimed lives. It’s a heartfelt reminder for us all to stay grounded — in every sense of the word.
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Into The Black Hole Sun - A Cosmic Ballad of Love, Loss and Illusion
Phone in my left hand,
a metal hook in my right
A Grand Canyon dream
dust in the night
"Just one more selfie,"
her voice still remains
now she’s lying below,
and I’m drowning in blame
Oh, the wind the wind
it whispers her name
echoes of laughter,
lost in the game
We were dancing on Neptune,
chasing the stars
riding Saturn’s rings
like a cosmic guitar
skipping past Earth,
straight to Venus we’d fly
Why'd her wings disappear
as she fell from the sky?
Now I ride the Milky Way,
lost in the haze
coasting astral winds
through Jupiter’s maze
Had a talk with a rover
‘bout faith and decay
But it don’t really matter
she’s too far away
This void, this void
keeps calling me back with
lures of a one-way ticket, that’s a fact
We were dancing on Neptune,
chasing the stars
riding Saturn’s rings
like a cosmic guitar
skipping past Earth,
straight to Venus we’d fly
What made her lose her wings
when she fell from the sky?
One last swig, one last thought
One last look at what I’ve lost
Slowly I fall lost in the haze
into the dark where shadows blaze
Black hole sun, light up the sky
Spinning into stardust,
Where memories lie
Gravity fades, no more pain
Just an endless reunion
Just an endless reunion
In space
Be it evidence consequence or coincidence
Every night as I succumb to somnolence
Heavenly smoke rings of frankincense
Rise upwards with sweet opulence
Dulcet dreams inevitably commence
Without fanfare hype or pretense
While sweet loving arms of providence
Wrap around me a shroud of benevolence
Under a scented canopy of impermanence
Ablaze with the aura of glowing confidence
Revealing universal secrets of magnificence
I humbly bow in unpretentious reverence
Adrift in solitude so many nights hence
I reminisce of nostalgia in the past tense
AP: 2nd place 2020
Submitted on June 6, 2019 for contest YOUR CHOICE (3) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - HONORABLE MENTION
Since time immemorial across the Universe—
Traces of my vapor, my dust trails, my footprints, my being
Light up the skies of innumerable planets etching themselves
Indelibly in the consciousness of the stars and making visible
Impressions in the cold continuum of deep dark space.
I’m mere particle matter—in reality, an iota of infinity that
Continues its travel through time and space and all dimensions
Visiting the vast frontiers of the Universe while leaving minute
Traces of my Cosmic DNA.
I’m part of the Universe’s great existential family—
My quest is to travel, to arrive, to be one with everything I touch,
And to savor a continuous divine purpose.
What unbounding possibilities there are as I traverse the far
Outreaches of dark space on Flight Paths of Eternity.
And sometimes I’m a part of rainbows that kiss the Face of God.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved (March 24, 2014)
(Free Verse)
Just how small can the smallest things be?
Is there anything even smaller to see?
Down where tiny particles are giants
discovered, observed and studied by science
Does the subatomic go in as far
as the universe's most distant star?
And from even a molecule's point of view
are there things even more minute to pursue?
Does infinity truly stretch both ways
without and within, or let me rephrase
Does the microscopic go on forever
in a vast and endlessly inward endeavor?
Are protons and neutrons the equals of
the planets and galaxies up above?
Whether grandiose or inconsequential
may your regard for each be reverential
For all creation should be held in awe
with its perfect alignment of physical law
From Canis Majoris to a hydrogen bond
and everything in between and beyond
We each are a part both great and small
of the infinitesimal and cosmic all
The passionate sun
Tenderly caressed the sea-
Envious red sky!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
28 August 2022
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* As always, I share the POTD honor with all my fellow poets, especially
those who visit, read, and comment on my poetry. I also thank the officials
of PoetrySoup who thought my humble poem worthy of that honor!
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The whirlpool stars of the Milky Way appeared when she was feeling grey.
Mother-of-pearl constellations shimmered across her skin in the candlelight.
Saturn’s red rings spiraled wildly at her climax—
A solar flare unleashed in breathless surrender.
Turquoise desire bled into solemn greys,
And those greys married verdant dreams, swirling in slow motion.
To gaze at her was to weightless drift in a heavenly sky,
A vacation from this unforgiving world.
Her allure was all-encompassing, enchanted and unique,
Spiraling me into a pheromone-induced high
Each time she glided by like moonlight on water.
She was a celestial mesh of chaos and charm
Unreachable, until the universe paused and she murmured, stay.
when I look up at the milky way
and the nebulousness beyond
my heart skips a beat in awe
i see the miracle of life
the timelessness of splendor
i see a grandiose enigma
the vastness of eternity
and mystery of infinity
i see the magic of creation
recognizing the authorship
of an omnipotent mastermind
in the most cosmic way
providential ubiquitous
i feel the mystique of his love
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~MINDFULLY~ 2021
Submitted on February 8, 2019 for contest TELL ME- WHAT DO YOU SEE sponsored by JAMES EDWARD LEE SR - RANKED 3RD
“Special are the ones that see beyond veiled verses,
behind violet smiles, so much is spoken in silence, where cosmic chaos
are scattered amidst the twinkling constellation cracked into seething seas of raw madness”
I remember how I bathed
in the brilliant hue
of your silent shadows,
swirling in symphony
unscathed, across
silvery nights, as I decided
to slowly place
my trust again upon
kismet shooting stars~
perfumed with sins,
ferrying the sacred key
to my moonstruck
heart from afar.
But the gleaming rays
of celestial glows,
burnt into steel and dust,
guiding where your drizzling~
sharpened knife flows,
across my bleeding canvas
like a poetic downfall,
streaming crystal
tears upon us
to carve the edges
of unread chapters
with solemn epitaphs.
If only they could
feel the veiled truth behind
my eyes that speak
volumes, misunderstood
in vague dialects, echoing
through murky skies,
losing faith in humanity
within a hidden retreat~
as this world has taught
us raven phases
of lunar secrets
from somber tunes
of affection through
torment and deceit.
Yet time knew what
my mind couldn’t see,
flickering faith
seizing seconds few,
my lyrical haven finding me,
where dreams stew,
setting my rhymes free,
for I’ve learnt the art
of forgiving every neon lining,
scattered along seraphic
spheres beyond reach,
colliding cosmically
with implicit chaos,
oblivious to the wicked
tumbleweeds
of desire in wrath.
rain washes away all sorrow
so there's rosier tomorrow
when pearl dreams unfurl empty lies
sparks of fireflies design my skies
as cosmic crystals I’ll follow
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
~3rd Place~
Contest: Desiderata (Rhupunt Form)
Theme: "You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars.”
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Judged: 12/13/2014
Our Cosmic Existence
We think what we know but the key confusion is always there,
When we ponder situations or events that have such high import,
And what we're used to dealing with daily at times on a mere dare.
In this cosmic realm what we don’t know we must try to purport,
Significant because of the infinite nature of deep dark outer space,
Which points toward an existential dichotomy of a most special sort.
Our knowledge of what we don’t know is of such an infinite pace,
Confounding whole the mortal complexity of a cosmic coldness,
And defying our very consciousness in the monotony of dark space.
We must confront our cosmic existence with such confident boldness,
While calculating what we know and don’t—without any hint of fear,
And seek a God-given azimuth beyond this aura of a fearful coldness.
Our cosmic existence lies in God’s light beyond this darkness and fear,
Meaning we must reach out beyond our mortal state in an aura of grace,
With our thoughts, our hearts, and our feelings so God can make all clear.
We can pursue this ethereal challenge now living in our human race,
While realizing we must reach out with God’s help to find this light,
And prepare one day for our mortal transition beyond to God’s place.
Our cosmic existence then is the two-way effort that we must get right,
As we seek out and find our way to Him spiritually beyond our short life;
Confident in our trek through a pathless land toward eternity into the light.
Gary Bateman and Ingrid Krukenberg-Bateman – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (May 1, 2015) (Terza Rima)
Welcome, dear children of light...We are star seeds from the Galactic Federation of Planets...many of us are from different worlds, galaxies, universes and dimensions...working together for the harmonious existence of all life...and have been here for much millennia...to help with your ascension to higher states of consciousness and universality...
We have given permission to the earth vehicle of whom you call Winged Warrior...to enlighten you briefly of things to come...
Through the Horsehead Nebula and Pillars of Hercules, we pass the cosmic gates
For the Star Seeds of dimensional drift, their message of universal love awaits
From wormholes to black holes and earth's science theory of Super Strings
We learn about galactic giants and the existence of everlasting minute things
Super-celestial skies, time travel at our door with a quadrillion quantum leaps
And unravel the colossal cosmic codes of the hierarchic hyperdimensional heaps
We shall observe the ancient alliances, Christ consciousness the Christos Beings
Who provide for the Nibiruan Council, the planetary school of earth teachings
Spatial subatomic particles that form the wave-particle duality is a beginning
With electromagnetic fields, light quanta, photons set the universes ringing
For man, matter, and mind are evolving as we reach the cosmic shores
As we become Prime Creators passing through the esoteric enigma doors.
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TO BOLDLY GO WHERE NO POET HAS GONE BEFORE - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: The Seeker
Moments in God’s Cosmic Time
A fleeting, finite time space one now may define;
A flash of seconds for poets to see and find rhyme.
Fashioning a human understanding of God’s Time,
Gives us a hint continuant, complex too—yet Divine!
Einstein’s E = mc2 gives us all a most gifted treasure,
With “c” as light’s constant nature for us to measure.
These moments can concatenate continuously as one,
Or may be revealed in time by mere eye-blinks for fun.
By teasing our thoughts, God infuses our spirits now bold,
With life’s knowledge over time, worth more than all gold!
Being of God’s self-image defines who we each are in life;
It’s for each of us to master our destiny before earthly strife.
Teasing our thoughts with heavenly images of eidetic clarity,
God speaks to us all subliminally over time—never as a rarity!
God's the only true divine mystic when it comes to Cosmic Time,
And the master for setting the Universe in perfect Cosmic Rhyme!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
December 12, 2015 (Couplet)
I traverse the oceans within a breeze
I light my way holding burning trees
Freeing my body, my heart, my soul
I talk and walk through miles and roads
I view the future with discernable need
Yet I succumb to my fate with noted heed
Do I lack the courage to go beyond my whole?
Do I feel the need to remain stagnant and tole?
I lack conviction in my sturdy brain
Trying to fight these excuses so lame
Solitary in my endeavours I so create
My weakness I continually berate
In my minds eye I spy this epic infused
In a twilight of colours I discover loosed
Yet I traverse the oceans within a breeze
And light my way holding burning trees . . .
IT'S SAID A FEW HUNDRED MILLION YEARS AGO
I WAS LIVING IN THE SEA
I HAD NO LEGS TO WALK
I COULDN'T EVEN TALK
I WAS JUST A SEA ANEMONE
A SINGLE CELLED CRITTER IN THE PRIMAL STEW
DIDN'T SEEM TO BE GETTING ANYWHERE
BUT THEN SOMETHING HAPPENED
I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT WAS
BUT IT MADE ME COME UP FOR AIR
I MUST HAVE LOST MY TAIL BETWEEN THE SEA AND THE SHORE
AND I FINALLY LEARNED TO WALK ERECT
I GUESS YOU COULD SAY I'VE COME A LONG WAY
TO GET A LITTLE COSMIC RESPECT
SOME MIGHT EVEN SAY I AM CIVILIZED
BY THE WAY THAT I KNEEL TO PRAY
BUT WHAT'S IMAGINATION IF IT ISN'T INSPIRATION
IS THAT HOW I GOT HERE TODAY
THERE'S A THOUSAND DIFFERENT TALES OF CREATION
HOW DO YOU KNOW WHICH ONE TO BELIEVE
SCIENCE TEACHES EVOLUTION
RELIGION TEACHES ADAM AND EVE
I DON'T CARE IF THE WORLD IS ON A TURTLE'S BACK
OR A SUPER DUDE SAID LET THERE BE LIGHT
THERE IS SOMETHING HAPPENING, SYNAPS ARE SNAPPING
SO I'D LIKE TO GET MY FACTS JUST RIGHT
GODS SO PROLIFIC YOU GOT TO BE SPECIFIC
WHO'S GONNA HEAR YOU PRAY
JESUS OR JUDAH, MOHAMMED OR BUDHA
WHO ANSWERS PRAYERS TODAY
I DON'T BELIEVE THE BIG BANG THEORY
IS HOW I LEARNED TO PROCREATE
AND I THINK IT'S KINDA FUNKY
IF ADAM WAS A MONKEY
OR IT WAS SOMETHING EVE ATE
WHILE CHILLING IN THE GARDEN OF EDEN
SOME OLD SNAKE SAID STEP INTO THE LIGHT
IF YOU WANT TO HAVE A LIFE YOU GOTTA BE A WIFE
SO HAVE ADAM TAKE A BITE
OH WHAT A STINKER, HOOK LINE AND SINKER
ADAM REALLY SWALLOWED EVE'S BAIT
HOW WAS HE TO KNOW THAT SHE WAS JUST TROLLING
PIMPING FOR A SNAKE
NOW HE'S GOT HER DEEP INSIDE AND HE CAN'T GET AWAY
SHE REELS HIM AND WATCHES HIM PLAY
THE BETTER THEY LOOK, THE DEEPER THE HOOK
MEN WILL NEVER EVER GET AWAY
HAS IT BEEN THAT WAY FOREVER
BY A GOD THAT IS SO CLEVER
IN A GARDEN'S PERFECT WEATHER
IT'S A LOVELY ENDEAVOR
I DON'T MIND IF I DON'T GET AWAY
BUT I'D LIKE TO KNOW TO WHOM I PRAY