Best Stargazer Poems
Under 65 degree starry, onyx blanket
Containment of quarter moon identity
A whimsically soothing song exuded
In muffled taps & Prohibition era lyric
In the distance,
Snow-capped mountains reflecting lunar clarity
Off its tips of freedom
As we lay on recycled steel hood,
Made in 1950s USA, when it mattered,
Her silhouetted fingertips released from my right arm
While insistently looking towards stratosphere’s vocal chord
“Can’t it be like this forever?
Oh, how I want to just make love to the stars.
Become one with Orion while riding
On Sagittarius’s arrow”
“What about our stars?”, he softly questioned.
“I’d like to be your never-ending shooting star.
To ride on blue moon’s comet, by your side”
Cricket whispers manhandled his romantic clef
Mother Nature’s afterglow, upon her ears, fallen deaf
Inherent waxy build-up from illicit tongue,
She pat his shoulders like a dog
Being taught his first lesson
Her eyes, still sky high.
“Sigh, I like how you think.
You’re such a nice friend.
You’re going to make a woman so happy one day.
I hope to meet a guy just like you.”
As her eyes sighed with a powerful lack of substance
Into the arms of Leo,
A slammed car door supplants the reverberation of the car’s V8 engine.
He confidently turns back the hands of time.
Reversal gears become his new tune
“If you get lost going home, follow the stars.”
As he pulls away with majestic, amplified lyrics
Of Whitesnake’s “Here I go Again”
Going down the only road he’s ever known
While she stands in fraudulent gasps of shock,
Looking back up to the stars in blank wonder
As he accelerates into a new page in his book
Closing his chapter with wondrous questions
“Why would I taste your starlight?
When you never believed in our constellation?”
©Drake J. Eszes
It’s good to gaze at the stars and make wishes. But, be careful what you wish for. For Earth has its own gifts…
Lovely lily, you take my breath away
I just have to tell you how much I adore you.
The moment we met I could smell your sweet scent so fragrant and alluring.
I looked longingly at your svelte body, so tall and elegant
with long arms outstretched holding such beautiful blooms.
Standing in the daylight I saw the sun shining on your beautiful face;
you turned to bask in its rays and cute freckles appeared on your skin.
I watched you flirting with nature and you blushed bright pink as you
swirled your pretty party dress and danced on the summer breeze.
09~01~16
And in words she blooms Contest Sponsored by Casarah Nance
Stargazer lilies are one of my favourite flowers and grow in pots in my front garden – sadly with the high winds we have experienced recently all the petals dropped in 4 days.
Amidst greenery
Such beauty abounds in bloom
Reaching to the sky
This Oriental Lily
Shows gorgeous colouration
.
The Stargazer lily was created in 1974 by Leslie Woodriff, a lily breeder in California. Woodriff called the new cross 'Stargazer', because the blooms faced towards the sky.
I close my eyes and see shades of tangerine
with splashes of pink- sweetly serene.
Stargazer lilies bring ease;
sense them in the breeze
in mid-June-
starlit…
with the moon.
That Summer was mild
when the lilies grew so wild!
At her grave I leave one Stargazer...
so that in heaven my love will amaze her.
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Date written: June 25, 2019
For the contest, Writing Challenge 2, June 2019- A Summer Flower
Sponsor, Dear Heart
Stargazer Lilium,
known for her perfume-
blossoming mid-to-late summer
she arises in pure blooming serenity.
My garden is feeding her with delight;
for her seeds are gems nourishing the soil.
She is oriental in origin;
gazed upon as a symbol of hope,
revealing what mother nature embraces-
reaching heights of thirty-six inches,
blossoming up to eight flower
buds per stem.
Shades of -
tangerine
pink
medallion
ivory -
glimmer over my garden late July.
Soon, Autumn will wear crimson and my
beautiful Stargazers shall perish-
but I shall anticipate their
arrival next Summer.
October 29, 2019
Writing Challenge, October, 2019 - Flower or Flowers -
Sponsor, Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode
The night is all mine.
Laying in lush, dew soaked grass
Hands for a pillow,
My earthbound home forgotten
As I hitch a ride with stars…
Am a stargazer...
Born during winter..
Born as nocturnal..
Born as ideal..
Am a stargazer..
This month of December..
Am the masterpiece..
The master of peace..
Am a stargazer..
Born as neuter..
Not a neophyte..
Born to fight..
Am a stargazer..
They’ll remember..
With perfect recipe..
Blended perfectly..
Am a stargazer..
A dream catcher..
A little soldier..
An early riser..
AM REUBEN-A STARGAZER
In the myriad map of the skies,
Bright lights twinkle before my eyes;
Lost among the almighty maze,
I marvel to identify star from haze.
Do the celestial sparkles stand or move?
Those twinkling lights so hard to prove,
Seem to stretch and mysteriously change,
Perhaps slight cloud passing by strange.
I concentrate and signs vivify aloft,
The night is warm, the air is soft;
As I strain to look past the breeze,
I almost believe stars tell destinies.
On the sandy knoll he stands, a solitary, forlorn figure gazing at the sky. It’s a clear night, and hundreds of stars shimmer like fireflies pinned to the firmament. His eyes fix on one of them, a twinkling pinpoint near the center that seems to give off a faint amber glow. Looking at it distractedly, he wonders what star it is, which galaxy, how many light years away. He has been mired in a persistent gloom brought on by a bad breakup which life in general has done little to lift, and in his pensiveness, he yearns to be where he is not.
Stars congregating
A salve of reticent lights
Melancholy vaults
He imagines not only life but a much more advanced civilization on the amber star (the distinction between a star and a planet he’s in no mood to dwell on), an unknown utopia in the wilderness of space where unhappiness has been bred out of the entire race, and where there’s no war, no loss, no hate, no love, just a perpetual lightness of being maintained by wisdom and moored to omnipotent technology. He wishes he could leave everything behind, and go far, far away to that beckoning star.
Soul with starry eyes
Thoughts retreat into night sky
Fantasy of flight
The star he’s gazing at is in fact not a star, but a planet in a spiral galaxy 4.5 million light years away, which would not be visible to his naked eye if it weren't for the light from over 5,000 near-simultaneous explosions that have obliterated civilization there in a nuclear apocalypse. Before life was extinguished, the planet’s inhabitants called their galaxy the Milky Way, and the planet itself, Earth.
Man-made suns flashing
Perpetual night descends
Light flees into space
Inspired by the song “So Many Stars” by Sergio Mendes, Marilyn Bergman, Alan Bergman
The Stargazer
She saw me looking at the beautiful night sky.
You seem fascinated by the stars she mused.
They are more fascinated by me I said.
We understand each other
The stars and I.
They see me as the one who makes wishes
I see them as the stars who fail to grant them.
People think stars are made of fire and power.
But they are only made of lost dreams
and unanswered prayers.
Which one is made of your wishes?
she mused..
I show her the brightest star in the heavens.
The starlight pouring from it
like a waterfall.
It is that one it is on fire
with my wishes.
They are all about you
Doesn’t that make you a star
STARGAZER STAR COUNTER, WHAT DO YOU SEE?
MILLIONS OF STARS AND THE COUNTING IS FREE.
STARGAZER I ASK,HOW FAR IS NEAR?
AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT, IT'LL TAKE YOU NINE YEARS.
I KNOW LIGHT IS FAST, BUT WHERE DOES IT GO?
IT PIERCES BLACK MATTER AND THROUGH THE BLACK HOLE.
AND ONCE IT GETS EATEN BY THE BLACK HOLE?
ANOTHER DIMENSION AS FAR AS I KNOW.
WILL WE BE EATEN BY THE BLACK HOLE?
NOT IN THIS LIFE TIME, THAT MUCH WE KNOW
autumn 2014
Stargazer lily,
I always catch my breath
as I watch you dancing in your pretty pink party dress
twirling and swirling on a sultry summer breeze
lovely lily
I truly adore your exotic fragrance, so sweet and alluring.
how you blush bright pink as the sun shines on your pretty face
and the way those cute freckles appear on your skin.
Every year I look forward to your return
Knowing how you’ll grace my garden with beauty and fabulous fragrance
Favorite Scent(s) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke
03/26/21
Stargazer, Hatchnet, Fangtooth
Fish sticks
Little acts of indiscrete gluttony
Mankind is special
Given a globe of elemental genius
Moulded
An uncivil pile of clay
Intended for the king’s plate
Made into a steel girdle
Creaking and cracking to hold his girth
© Samir Georges 2009
Stargazer
One night you walked home
past the River Dee,
you stride till you reach
the only bench
facing the tide,
overlooking your ex's
house
on the other side of LLangollen,
steps away,
you can hear lovers
giggle, exchanging sweet
nothings,
like an empty seat
of the bus the other day,
and from afar,
crisp sound of dried leaves
stepped over,
you then remembered your
mother retracing the image
of the Virgin on
her old satin cloth, so
you inched your way
closer to the water,
sat on the stone beside
the causeway,
away from the screeches,
giggles and recollections, stared
at the moon on the water,
the water reflected
in your eyes,
teary, then your
eyes as steady as they
were, all they can do
is to glance at the house, again
and again, as blank thoughts,
empty, black
as the depth, perhaps, to
distinguish that old familiar
warmth, or by chance,
loneliness.
Realizing in
that very moment, when your
hair was coloured with
nocturnal darkness
and your eyes revealed the fair,
starlit sky itself,
at last, I happened
to become my true self: a
found one, a gazer of stars.