I
Wonder
At patterns
In Stars Above
Asterisms that range
From straight line to horsehead
Traingles, quadrangles, seven sages
Inspiring stories, lores, beliefs
A tracing tool for seekers, searchers
In dark I align with them, light, am lost
black spectre
neighing it’s song-
horsehead nebula
Listen, do you hear it?
That NORTHERN FLUTTER that,
radiates from a distant galaxy;
it’s a blood-laser
just a crappy piece of
fringe software
that acts like a
squeegee;
inducing vertigo.
They’ve conquered an binary star
IC434, in the Horsehead Nebula;
with their scythe psychosis,
and their toxic-powder,
subjective optimism,
they, the invaders,
plan to stimulate
their new home,
a new Genesis in 6033.
All for what?
Cockroach eternity,
invasive species,
Man has conquered
twelve galaxies and
destroyed eleven.
Of all existence, revered nebulae,
Thus through this sonnet, a proposed tribute,
From whence first seen, served to personify,
Confirmed heart resigned being absolute.
Once star, a major presence to being,
Alone dependent worlds, ingratiates,
Presently, a vast expanse as best seen,
A belt of towering steed, satiates.
Our cramped frame, paired to your fantastic realm,
Proportionately, grandeur to compare,
Leans on the unthinkable to fathom,
A just aim be a journey set to wear.
Sojourners souls lead to air a last flight,
In a pink pasture, horse waits for its knight.
Date: 06/13/2019
Seen in its cloud of dust -
there appears in Orion
the head of a beautiful horse.
Emerging like a rose-painted Pegasus
in the vast expanse of space,
it has galloped through the constellation
as its hooves -invisible to our eyes -
have sparked a shower
of bright new stars!
June 5, 2019
Based on Picture #4 Horsehead Nebula
for "Nifty Named Nebula's Poetry Contest"
Sponsor: William Kekaula
Now used for Lu Loo's 'I Got a Darn NA Again' Contest
What is It? I asked, amazed and intrigued
A nebula, she said in hushed tones.
We had been taking turns with the telescope when she spotted it
Right outside the spaceship, only 10,000 kilometers from us.
It was as gorgeous as any jewelry.
A teardrop of glowing turquoise in the center,
Subtly surrounded by an oval of the prettiest pink.
It seemed to be surrounded by smoke rings in glowing oranges.
I knew it was mainly hydrogen and dust, possibly a bit of plasma.
But to me it was the world. It validated all I had come to do.
Being an explorer in the year 2067 is not easy but when you come across
Something this beautiful, it makes the days and nights of sacrifice worth it.
I felt we might be at the edge of the galaxy,
Marveling at the orange rings that perhaps signal the next one?
It was the highlight of my life at this point.
I could barely wait to see what tomorrow’s adventure might bring.
Written 6-02-2019
Contest: Nifty Named Nebula Poetry Contest
Inspired by Picture #4: The Horsehead
Sponsor: William Kekaula
A small advance party scouted the valley high,
The rest,
In a ba,
Massed on the ocean nigh,
Not towering creatures with spindly hairs,
Nor mountains of bellows with rumbles of bears,
But endless splotched
Like cotton from cats,
Plumps and hunky
Like so many rats,
These clouds rolled by
In a playful parade,
Summer chasing Summer,
Turtle passing hare,
Chicken riding puppy dogs,
This tree and ground my chair.
Horsehead whales
And heads of bores and boars,
Dragons and unicorns
The half-moon with me watched.
Dreams, an entryway to celestial exploration
Out of body we penetrate through meditation
The subconscious rises to visit lost loved ones
With star smiles that through seams of heaven run
Ladies squander lifetimes hoping for a ring
Travel to Saturn, who’ll share at our bidding
Deposit feelings of anger at the red planet
Mars absorbs them like a powerful magnet
Come dance with me through the galaxies
Hover far above Earth’s narrow balconies
We’ll tip our hats to the life-giving suns
Leave star-kissed blessings where the Milky Way runs
Let us soar through the Horsehead Nebula
Stare, bright lights can’t scar a dreamer’s retina
Are you prepared to journey with me
To worlds that charge no admission fee
The universe opens doors as we leave Earth’s land
But only the subconscious can explore first-hand
Until the day we can exceed the speed of light
We behold all these wonders in the mystery of night
And if we are lucky to enter heaven’s gate
With loves of the past we may conjugate
*For Barbara's "For Heaven's Sake" challenge
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