Best Meteor Poems
The crescent moons of the auburn sky
The acid rain clouds dance, purple, by
The air it stings as I respirate
A strange howling noise as the storms berate
This tempestuous land, a million clicks from home
My genes robust; Seventh Generation Clone
As I stand here longing for the ship's repair
To accelerate, under robot's care
For the time is short as the signal's down
Only two more sols. We MUST leave the ground
A hundred brothers and sisters too
We escaped our home as the lucky few
In our AI ships under proton power
Left in final days of the meteor shower
With just enough time to load species galore
Under Ark Project VII, just like Noah, once more.
With hope we can find an Eden like Earth
Only this time we'll treasure, for all she is worth
Ursids
radiant lights
December meteors
in their ecstatic nighttime flight;
a waning moon will not halt their travel
comet Tuttle left them behind
their annual flight’s bright;
Ursa Minor’s
Ursids.
12-8-19
A Red-Letter Day Rictameter Poetry Contest
William Kekaula
contemplating
old age...
compressing
the passage of time
in a streak of light
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© 29th April 2017
meteor shower
wisps of steam rise
from the hot springs
The changes started,
With meteors falling from the sky,
I stared at the raining lights,
Feeling small,
Feeling connected to everything.
As I feel my soul move within me
Expanding like the universe above
I forget
past sins and burdens,
because
At this moment,
I could walk on water,
Catch the meteors in jars
like lightening bugs on a summer night.
I feel the future rushing toward me,
I close my eyes and smile,
Taking a step forward,
And so it begins.
Stars are shining,
I should be smiling.
Meteors are falling,
I should be wishing.
But you're beside me sitting,
There's no need to be hoping.
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
beyond light
in a park at the
edge of a small town
the car radio fades
to whispers of nothingness
darkness my intimate friend
one streak then another
something called
a shooting star
tells stories of
the reaches of outer space
a burning passion a passage
of a heavenly tail
swept by celestial light
and solar winds
moments of luminescence
seen through my windshield
where on other nights
breathless lovers dream
a universe their own
Meteor showers
explode bright, colorful streaks...
natural fireworks
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Written 2-23-2016
'See or Feel' Contest
8th Place
comet Swift-Tuttle
Perseid meteor show
shooting star wishes
Bright white streak like chalk
across a schoolroom blackboard
makes us gasp in awe.
The night skies glimmer
As they rocket up and down
Dazzling and dancing
Awaited by hearts
Hoping that wishes come true
Gazers left in awe
Come, adorn the night
With beauty I was enticed
Bring me to the skies
My, my, my meteor
Rocks me to my core
She stains the sky
With shooting star fire
Beside the Milky Way
Only far, far brighter.
She rides rainbows
Seesaws on sky scales
Sits and smells grass grow
Sees the songs of whales.
My meteor’s a metaphor
Soon you’ll see what for
My metaphoric meteor
Rocks me to my core.
An alphabetic artist
She weaves song after song
With word worms wriggling
From her all day long.
I’ve seen her climb clouds
Both hands behind her back
Then move moonbeams
To lay down a light track.
My meteor’s a metaphor
Don’t you know what for?
My metaphoric meteor
Rocks me to my core.
She splits the silence
With her spaced out symphony
They spin sound sparks
Into streams of money.
My metaphoric meteor
Shook me off the floor
At all the gigs I rocked to
On her global tour.
My meteor’s a real rock star
She lights up the night
Then she crashes down, down, down
To be my meteorite!
My, my, my meteorite,
You are still my rock star light.
23rd April, 2016
Last week I looked up
And witnessed with my very own
God given eyes
The impossible
Last week I looked up
And experienced heaven tearing apart
Last week I looked up
And saw God's own creations
Hurtling down from their throne
In an annual commemoration.
You have not been forgotten.
Even the stars themselves
Know what they have lost.
Sa aking mahal na bituin.
Watching overhead amaze at the meteor shower.
Cosmic debris spill, across the night sky.
You grasp my hand softly - my lovely boo,
holding me tight whispering I love you.