Haibun
Inky dark night. Jewels in the heavens sparkle like diamonds in a necklace. The Seven Sisters wink seductively while trying to sit in Cassiopeia’s Chair. Orion chases Ursa Major and her cub when he stops to slake his thirst from the Big Dipper. Great Leo butts’ heads with mighty Aries. Sirius, the Dog Star, is the glowing eye of Canis Major as she helps Orion track Ursa. Faint Polaris guides mariners to home port from the tail of The Little Dipper.
new moon
a black palette rules the sky
stars come out to play
The distant galaxies show off their faint light as clustered pinpoints as if the black curtain were pricked multiple times by a needle. Sagittarius points the way to the center of the Milky Way. Nurseries of star forming clusters birth new babies to populate the sky as old ones blow up and die. In the middle lie the monstrous supermassive black holes which suck all light in to their mighty maws bending time and gravity to their will.
are they our ancient home
signals from a distant past
will we return to them
I have a phototaxis response, being; a firefly queen
Attracted to starlight, as is nightly by the little dipper seen.
Some evenings I want to fly straight into the moon’s pleasant beam.
Because I can feel the vibrational energy from his light stream
I harnessed the moon
On a whim and dare
Silk cord long and thin
Held me without care
I rode through the stars
Upon midnight hour
Betwixt clouds and fog
Drizzled rain shower
Through Capricorn and
Cancer as well
The Big Dipper
It seemed to swell
Acquarius and Gemini too
Uninterrupted
The moon and I flew
The Little Dipper so small
Accepted us
Prevented our fall
The moon and I
Connected as one
Till the Sun rose
Our ride was done
The thinnest clouds do roll and drift,
As His light does sieve and sift
Left with a trail of silvery haze,
That Man still smiles His fullest phase
'Twas almost daylight He did yield,
As midnight approached upon the field
So caught up was I, a starry-eyed tripper,
That I fell right into the Little Dipper
Here, where stellar kisses come to pass,
Here, where such things could ever amass
One could find love, one could find fear,
One could find another, oh so dear
Under the spell of His lunar tune,
Under the shine of the moon.
Berenices and Arcturus
We're inspired.Hydra spoke
new words that tickled there
fancy.
Creation recreates , creation
The sources of which is
Sourced.
We are the materials with origins
Sourced by our own meeting,
gathered truths seeding like
sourced stones.
The things we know and those
things we don't know, hyperthermolly
speaking. They asked does Booted
stand in the Hydras of Ursa's pouring
To have us to believe the big dipper
and the little dipper faced one
another to create the precious stones
of envy. Jewels fashioned from the
Minds of artisans?
Beware of the Brain-eaters, the Logic-disbelievers, the Beat-clippers.
They come on Halloween to thumb their noses at the sky dippers.
Big Dipper sends eighteen master witches to give them a star.
Little Dipper distances himself, hiding his end rays in Zeniths black jar.
Brain-eaters will go after your dendrite fields and steal the connectors.
Logic-disbelievers will annihilate red cells and change them to vectors.
Beat-clippers will hunt you, jump on your head and take you down.
You will laugh yourself into oblivion and maybe even soil your gown.
So, beware children, beware I tell you now.
The weird ones are out there, and I tell you good and how.
They will catch you and stomp you and take bites out of your skin.
So, run while you can; to stand still would be a real sin.
The landmark was given the name
"Exclamation Point," and indeed it became
the most exciting place I'd ever known!
The "parentheses" between us shone
of sun "dashes" splashing
on the "comma" aquamarine.
My fashion "square bracket" charms swayed
like my body stayed in Mark's trustworthy arms.
Our eyes simultaneously met
the first "asterisk" set in the sky, shining brightly.
"Make a wish," he whispered softly,
"and close your eyes tightly."
When I opened my eyes, he was down on one knee!
The "question Mark" asked next
was actually my silent request!
He pulled the "asterisk" from the sky,
and lovestruck eye to eye,
he gently slid it on my consenting finger.
Then suddenly swans graced the stage
like a princess rescue in a storybook page.
We agreed to continue our courtship that day
the "semicolon"ial biblical way.
How difficult it was that magical night,
amidst the "ellipsis" Little Dipper kite,
but we wanted to honor our great Creator.
A longing "period" of three months later,
down a driftwood isle along the same sand
our "carets" met "ampersand" hand-in-hand.
4/19/19
The little star
That shines alongside the Big Dipper
The one that gets unnoticed
And never seems to want to wink
Is like the big star
That shines alongside the Little Dipper
It gets overlooked
When the Little Dipper starts to blink
meteors
shooting stars
the Pleiades
Orion's Belt
the Little Dipper
the Big Dipper
stars
galaxies
the moon
satellites
police helicopters
sirens
a bullhorn
time for breakfast!
Monetary values,
Cultural commonwealth,
The deviant's avenue,
A haven for sore bones and poor health,
Chiseled tongues,
Limp limbs,
Brandished to persecute and shun,
The light emanating from within,
Our communal corner,
Tucked away in the dark,
Home to him and her,
A Gothic contrast polarizingly stark,
Subtle whispers,
Communication through quivering lips,
Seeking refuge in the Little Dipper,
Our sanctioned piece of the sky upon where hope drips,
Its silver love into desperate mouths,
Under the searing sun,
The people cry out for release,
Committing themselves to the solace of arson,
Broken, destitute, their skin racked with disease,
We find our shelter,
In the confines of heaven.
Swinging free among the stars
from the big dippers Dubhe,
Ursa Minor to Major,
warmed by the touch of two bears
By: Debra Squyres
For: Hammock of sky in Tananga
Date: 9/5/12
A little science lesson, as I understood my research on this poem:
My thought when I saw this members contest was to stretch a hammock in space, hooking one end to the big dipper and the other to the little dipper. After researching, I found that the two dippers were in Ursa Major and Ursa Minor and their stars were included in the Little Bear and Great Bear constellations. I thought, well space is cold so stretching out between the two bears would keep me warm. lol Hope you enjoy !!
NIGHT SKY I
night sky
big dipper
little dipper
wet feet
starry eyes
night sky
clear as a bell
shooting star
ding!
night sky
moon
big and orange
zoom in zoom away
night sky
gadzillion stars
midnight express
Oh Little Dipper Dipper,
what are you dipping for?
the sweetly vast vanilla seas,
or ginger cookie shores?
Oh little starlit ladle,
what swirls within your cup?
a batch of cotton candy clouds
you gently gathered up?
Or maybe licorice lava, cooled
from swaying in the night.
Or maybe bits of sour sun
and rays of lemon light.
Oh little diamond dipper,
if something tipped your tin,
would sugar flakes begin to fall?
would chocolate rain descend?
If ice cream comets tumbled,
be they pink or white or brown,
I wouldn't wear my boots or coat,
nor would I wear a frown.
'Cause Little Sundae Dipper, dad
and I believe that that's okay--
'cause everything's worth dipping for within our Milky Way!
Orion’s belt
The little dipper
A bee that buzzes
The wind that whistles
The seven sisters above
Could all it take is
A single person to
Realize a twinkling star
Over the Milky Way, near the
Little Dipper or Orion's
Belt to become
Recognized by some
Others who gaze in a
World and sky
Near my own? Thanks for looking.
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