Best Saturn Poems
Here are butterflies that skip
Dull steps of metamorphosis
No isolation in coocoons
No gorging grubs like fat balloons
Pure genesis on snow kissed flowers
Comes with no imperiled hours
Their slow, eternal life begun
Beneath a pink pearlescent sun
Reflecting tints from rainbows born
With pastel lights of endless dawn
Transcend through fabled time and myth
To form the rings of Saturn's mist.
A Kaleidoscope of Butterflies
Contest Judged: 5/18/2016 5:58:00 AM
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
N/A’d
This rink ranks right up there.
My power skates, slice each ring,
the scent of ice assails my nose.
Funny in the absence of air, I breathe.
It must be a dream. I don’t care.
The wind of Saturn blows through my hair.
No wind, you say, but I will believe
what this dream gifts to me. Can’t believe
I’ve made it this far. It’s not Mars -
tired of the heat and the bars.
Brightly lit, I see a disco ball in the mist.
I am young again. Giddy boys showing off.
I’m twirling like a pro until I fall
softly onto my fairytale bed,
the one twenty mattresses tall.
I woke up a bit bruised. Saturn
on Saturday night, had no idea,
a princess performed on her rings.
This rink ranks right up there.
Around their solar father, planets circle in space
Each traveling the celestial realm at its own pace
But there is one he seems to dote on most of all
She's a lovely ballerina, dancing at the Galaxy Ball
A tulle skirt she wears in the guise of glittering rings
Moving in the black velvet sky as if she has wings
An endless performance choreographed by the stars
to music played by its moons, heard far away as Mars
Saturn shines like a beacon in the vast Milky Way
like a beautiful prima ballerina twirling in a ballet
Regal is the celestial sphere in her graceful pirouette
Bowing after a presentation no one could ever forget
His Majesty, is delighted and with a warm applause
He nods to his favorite child... in her he sees no flaws
He would place a crown upon her, made of ice and rock
and gift her marvelous gowns to adorn her as a frock
He cannot get near enough to embrace her in his arms
Enamored by Saturn, Ra is quite smitten by her charms
With human eyes, she appears buttery yellow and pale
Perhaps her constant dancing leaves her tired and frail
I would honor her with a poem, an ode in which each line
tells of her grandeur or write a song that would be divine
Far away, she may be but still mesmerizing to my eyes
Saturn, a distant amber gem, dancing amid starry skies
The C.I.A. and K.G.B. with the F.B.I and N.C.A
Could not find what I lost today.
I even tried NASA who were quick to reply,
"We are sorry Sir, but we have searched all through space,
Every Solar system and galaxy but could not find a trace."
"Who said you ever had it?"
"Or that it was ever at your place?"
Well thanks all the same,
Give my regards to all the planets,
Even the ones you haven't made.
While I took a glimpse at sanity,
Before it was misplaced,
It looked very overrated,
Plus there's more than enough in the human race,
Maybe I'll take another look back out in space.
SATURN - GOD’S FAVORITE
This floating sovereign rules her black see *
Like an Inquisition bishop - perfect : accepts no plea
No argument no competition,
Watching me watching her in adoration,
Her cold unblinking eye
Reigning the black and silent sky.
Saturn, Goddess of bountiful harvests, of you alone
Unreachable, O favorite of the Lord, in brilliant isolation,
Of beauty pristine and colder than ice,
Is it said * that God doesn’t play dice,
But His spinning gyroscope globe He enjoys :
God’s spinning top - the best of toys.
O bisque queen, gem with halo rings,
Like a dove with wide-spread wings,
Hover like the Holy Spirit, float on the inky blackness,
Send me a message to fill my darkness.
Long in the ether your far-light lingers on high
Before it is allowed to reach my eye;
O Majesty remote cold and beautiful,
Send me the vision of heavenly beauty bountiful.
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Notes
Beauty turns me on.
Anyone who has seen the planet Saturn even in a small
telescope cannot fail to be awed by the beauty of the planet.
* A "see" is the territory ruled by a bishop
* The saying “God does not play dice” is accredited to Albert Einstein,
when explaining the workings of the universe.
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* planets psyches
whilst Saturn’s in Pisces
the end of a long journey awaits
through the cycles of life she skates
aboard water ice of Saturn’s fragile rings *
spun out of control, fans gossamer wings
BECOMING * ———* AN ——*— ENTANGLED — *— — WEB,
* WHENEVER — * SHE — STARTS — TO —* — STRAY — *
a--pivoting--death--spiral--a--backward lay
* afraid in orbit to show a little discipline *
she performs an axel, with precision
* time to let go of the toxicity, it is *
skate or die h a r m o n i c i t y
* welcoming in challenges
of a new age
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Saturnian dreams;
I feel its heartbeat,
While riding her rings.
Skating upon Saturn's rings, on the outskirts of gold,
executing my double axel, in the brisk, season of cold.
The sole sound is of ice skates, spraying bits behind;
In rich, purple dusk, of the chaotic universe entwined.
A wide-eyed dreamer, in the red heartbeat of fantasy,
does slow twirls and excited spins, jumping uncannily!
Skating on concentric rings-the adventure of her life,
Stars shining all together, a hundred moons in the sky.
In the early morning sky before Sol erased the night
The Devil’s Triangle did possess the night
In the fourth house Father Time was to be buried
He had many children both mortals God and Goddess
In the fourth house set the constellation Sagittarius and along
side him come one of his son Mars and the Great Red Serpent
The Great Red Serpent was the king of the underworld and the Fates had cut the immortal life cord of Father Time himself
Father Time ruled his Kingdom with an iron fist and some of his children sat and
looked on with glee and watched over his enormous dark silver color coffin
Hermes was commissioned to sing a special song but one of his brothers stole his song and he decided on We Have Only Just Begun
The death of Father Time was the force of new life and a new time a new era was to be born as Father Time himself was to be rebirth in the constellation of Aquarius
Many immortals being traveled wide and far across the galaxy for Father Time funeral and some of them were attacked in space portals as they saw the Kingdom weakening
Hermes was one of the victims of these attacks but he called out the spirit of Father Time to save him
In the center of the constellation of Sagittarius came a new light a rainbow light
The light had seven distinct rays and three color were the prime
Green
Yellow
Blue
The Light run up and down the spectrum and formed into the Violet Flame
The Violet Flame energy purpose to fill the void left behind by the death of Father Time and the disarray brought on by the Devil’s Triangle
The Violet Flame
The Violet Flame
The Violet Flame
Skating
‘round the rings of
Saturn, my Triple Lutz
lands in my dreams. Mighty Mimas
looks and beams, but nearby Enceladus
screams when Pan drives the Zamboni,
right over poor Methone.
Complicating
Skating.
February 2022
"Give Me a Rictameter" Poetry Contest sponsored by M. L. Kiser
S pectacular sight, beautiful, distant and mysteriou s,
A mazing ring attraction, like colors to the nebul a,
T antalizingly close, but from golden sun far apar t,
U nchecked, wild and free, like egrets on the bayo u!
R are, unique space drifter, since the age of cance r,
N ewly probed, but scarcely understood, secrets hidde n.
Written on 6/1/2021
For: Planet Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Matt Caliri
Bringer of Old Age
Saturn, that's what you always were
You move quite slowly
At a snail's pace
Twenty-nine point forty-six
Years, orbit the Sun
Named after a god
Within the Roman pantheon
Of farming and TIME
The avalanche crashed an ax from nimbus peaks
these shrouds a pall a maul splitting my shield
this smur slurs my weakened war paint
my skin my beat my breath my breast
gray matter clouds —a pock-marked-psyche wears the ruse of ceruse
cosmos charity clouds once white like daylight once light as sea foam
blown and flown to the expanse of ether airy spirits afloat
now a iron-heart-anvil I’m horizontal
..an empty fossil-frame pressed into earth
these clouds these shrouds upon me
around me about me they cry
my lantern dampened they know why
cataract-clouds dimmed my gaze
they’ve simmered and condensed
they’ve become incensed
they drape me a caterwaul shawl
oh mamma sky your cirrus streams my suckle sweet
nourish my flourish rock me frock me your cumulus crib and fleece
from nest on high fledge me bluebird spry
freckle me starling’s starlight speckle
myself the Milky Way instead of ash-of-flame remains
constellated skin depicts our myth and marrow sagas
my mouth alive with words of the winds
iambic tranquilize of zephyrs sweeping wheat
and lyric wrath of gales aggrieved stripping leaves from trees
with barnstormer speech
cleanse my lens with see-through-rain till wet with reflection
that upends the blur and burr of clouds crashing down
— keep them mamma sky beyond where they belong
so I may return and re-emerge — reimagined
Saturn, you take a very long time to orbit the Sun
29.46 years
You were the slowest moving object known in ancient times
They who observed you didn't have telescopes
Saturn, they thought you were the slowest planet
They didn't know about Uranus and Neptune
They saw you as taking longer than your brothers and sisters
To revolve around your parent star
Saturn, you were named after the Roman god of agriculture, and time
Because of your slowness
Thought of as Old Father Time
You were thought to bring old age and death
Saturn, you are
The Bringer
Of
Old Age
Betrayal my love, lift high the laterne
Face Venus in retrograde traverses
Translucent on corners remote curses
Born black, myriads of stars find Saturn
Accouterments of time form a pattern
Empty space ends where voided souls cascade
She lives on the outer planet decayed
Contaminated world spins through that turn
Our cold orbits cross paths, not each others
Nor touch warm hands taken now for granted
Stay safe with lies deprived of what is true
World of beauty, frost covered, not lovers
Skate ice bands above the outer planet
Slice through the heart, the frigid night in two