Horsehead Poems - Poems about Horsehead

...black spectre neighing it’s song- horsehead nebula ......

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...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 ......

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...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, ......

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...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 constel......

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...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 fr......

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...THOUGHTS OF A JAMAICAN CHRISTMAS I remember Christmas of yesteryear Of John Canoe dancing with fife and drum Horsehead would approach, it was scary but fun And Scrippy scrappy looked like a rea......

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... Beaming brilliant beautiful bright stars. These diamonds, twinkling, sparkling. Diamonds hung in the black velvet night. They shinning like diamo......

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...Welcome, dear children of light...We are star seeds from the Galactic Federation of Planets...many of us are from different worlds, galaxies, universes and dimensions...working together for the harmo......

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...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 endles......

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...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 Ladie......

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...Here they come the prancing drums and fife That call the children from their village life To run with glee and meet with fear horsehead, Whooping bway or devil costumed in dread And there pitchy ......

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