The day, night feels shy;
every eye stares
with love, hope,
the history in the sky.
It's coming after decades,
beholding its promise
to meet the Earth, the people,
those who waved at it.
It might not see the same eyes.
The air will be different,
the blossomed flowers it will see;
everything has changed since the last bye.
Once in an entire lifetime,
witnessing its shine,
feeling the universe,
the magic that will arrive.
Here it comes.
The screams are none,
'cause the inner voice is louder.
The flashing in the sky,
the famous celebrity for the night.
Some wishes, some cries;
serenity lies in the sky.
A few seconds were enough.
Life was worth it.
Every heart was lit.
God's favorites had the second chance
to feel the marvel again.
They ponder the journey between two points.
They look behind,
the road that was traveled.
Now I can die peacefully.
Halley's Comet winked at me.
Comet!
It nears, it nears, it nears!
Dark halts, stars shift.
Eye views, it nears, it nears, it nears!
Flame in black, scar in sky.
Comet!
It mounts, it mounts, it lifts!
Towing a trail of old frost.
It climbs, it climbs, it cracks!
Glow spills, it stays!
It swells, it swells, it vaults on high!
Comet!
It coils, it coils, it lifts!
A long path bowed round the sun.
It turns to north, to north while spinning!
It floods, it floods, it clears the ridge!
Mid-worlds, it holds no stop!
Comet!
It vaults, it vaults, all at once!
Eons pass, then — there!
It springs, it springs into the sky!
It lifts with might, it lifts with might!
It leaps, it jumps, it breaks free!
Comet!
It spills! It springs! It lifts!
Tales stir, tides tug, hearts drum.
All things lift, no stop, no stop!
It nears! It comes! It is here!
“Give me my glasses”…..
Mark Twain (Samuel Langhorne Clemens)
aged 74 who immediately after died of a heart attack
There it comes and here I go
the Halley’s comet streaming past
millennium's of existence,
glowing in the dark skies above
Mississippi, like the day it did when
I was born. Stories, fables and laughs
and all! Now it is my final call! The comet waits
with its chariot of haze and glows, but it
has room for just one more,
I shall journey with it past the galaxies,
for millions of years, through eternity, before I get
another call- to be something that nature
may choose. Right now just give me the glasses,
so I can survey the skies for my travel pass,
to re-enter that domain of eternal preservation,
leaving my mortal cask to merge with earth,
but my heart shall resonate with Tom and Huckle,
their joys and pranks worth a chuckle,
while I make my way to the stellar state,
and in there, no life, no death, no fate.
IN STARDUST TRAILS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
fiery tear across celestial sails
whispers your name in stardust trails
In the throngs of life, peace resides.
Heed the wisdom of ancestors' stride.
Their hearts spoke truths, words flowed free,
Like rivers wild, their voices be.
Look around, signs abound,
In present lives, lessons are found.
Know them, learn, and teach with care,
Our heritage, our story, our children's share.
Religion's path, a guiding light,
Not a deceit, but a beacon bright.
It shines the way, through life's darkest night,
Illuminating truths, and setting hearts alight.
Many lost, in darkness roam,
Far from national pride's sweet home.
Not your fault, but guides astray,
Leading blind, down a winding way.
Beware the wolf in sheep's disguise,
True leaders forge, with wisdom's eyes.
They guide with heart, and soul so bright,
Lighting the path, through life's plight.
Arrogance may hide a truth profound,
Yet wisdom's path, is peace unbound.
Keep eyes open, hearts awake,
In the crowd's heart, peace you'll make.
My heart is bound with twin-distressed grommets
But every night I look up at the sky Waiting for a comet.
My eyes fixate and focus before they leak like faucets
And I glance up, I zealously try
To spot it, the elusive comet.
My fate seems tangled in spider webs
Where I'm the fruit fly awaiting demise
The anxiety flows, the panic ebbs
I hope I pass away before I realize....
Yes, I hope I die before I realize
Maybe the comet is never to come
It's Halley's comet I want before my eyes
And the outliving odds are zero to none....
...
My heart is bound with ever-loosening grommets
It feels ever so often, it's being taunted
But still I await, albeit halfheartedly,
I still await my comet.
Galaxy you shine of dreams
Comet races like my heart
Big Dipper comes a courting
Dressing the night with stars
Bed of clouds soft and warm
Pillow talk deserves an answer
Swelling moon full of charm
In your arms star of the banter
the comet bursts past the stars in the sky
it looks like a giant fire ball, on fire
I think of Hailey’s Comet
Bringing Mark Twain into the world
And taking him back out seventy-six-years later
Hailey’s Comet is due back in our sky in the year 2061
I will see it if I can stay alive until I am 109.
April showers may dampen Dallas Texas torrents glooming deluge on path way
Priceless zooming presence; shrouds blend violets and daisies blooming in May
Rain forecast an encumbered view; stubborn clouds cause distressing delay
Isn’t raining rain you know, it’s raining diamonds vrooming diamond souffle
Look expectantly skyward, your Ray Bans don, for the Solar Eclipse it's today!
From a comet’s tail, like pepper on a meal
sprinkling down on the land
upon the earth, the contagious death
the cleansing of God’s hand
Genocide made, from a periodic plague
swelling numbers of the dead
when life departs, with heavy hearts
of the times that lay ahead
From rich or poor, it seeks for more
to feed upon its evil
with terrible pain, of who were slain
by the horrific cosmic devil
Tearing the will, a numbness feel
no one is safe to hide
a celestial throw, of prevailing woe
on the comet’s trailing ride
Like a skyward beast, soaring from the east
a mighty dragon span
its subtle wings, and deadly fangs
and fire to decimate man
The invading spell, straight out of Hell
that curses all who live
their bodies writhe, to stay alive
and the suffering they give
Bringer of death, taker of breath
destroyer of life around
deliverer of ill, killer of will
burrier in the ground
With bodies spent, from furnace sent
from static streak on high
the festering cull, deflesh the skull
as the comet passes by
Trump collide with comet
blew up voters when bomb it
caused us to vomit
we will hear Trump say
with our minds he likes to play
ignorance display
were once over hump
what we should do is dump Trump
now is in a slump
Trump on discursion
when with him an immersion
trouble incursion
heard several times
if God never made Adam
there would be no sin
for there to be sin
will need to have a sinner
even if beginner
things started to take
Trump was found to be a fake
who we should shake and bake
when being weaver
in God became believer
always receiver
We stay up late,
laying in the yard
eagerly looking north
to see the comet passing.
Eventually we drive up the hill
above the valley lights
to sit and watch the dark sky.
Stars everywhere up there,
and planets too.
At last I see the faint hazy glow of the comet’s tail,
and we take turns looking through binoculars.
You and me,
like on a date,
up at the end of a dirt road.
We don’t kiss, we don’t even hold hands,
but when you exclaim with innocent delight
how marvelous it all is -
the comet, the heavens, the planets, this planet -
I think, I could spend a life with you.
(for Carol, 7/18/20)
Streak of light
"Cross a darkening sky
Travel afar
To meet my eye.
Not seen for many
A decade past
Return once more
through spaces vast.
Diminishing brightness
Fades to grey
This rock and ice
Recede away.
Once more to hurl
Through time and space
Away from us
The human race.
The stars at night
shelter all
wandering fireflies...
The moon only appears
when the coyotes,
the werewolves
cry
for her...
Here in this world
I'm a meteor,
fleeting comet...
I don't exist here...
I'm from others
worlds,
other eras...
I just glimpse myself
when love
calls me!.
Thinks he’s all that plus a pound of sugar.
I would not trade him for a nose bugger.
See the weird reindeer Comet?
He makes me want to vomit.
He’s dating another seasoned cougar.
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