Long Astronomy Poems

Galactic Strings or Void of Space?

A poem’s akin to a necklace, one fashioned
of water-worn pebbles (from rarest of realms),
stone cold truths tumble-polished, love’s chord weaves together.
Do fossilized beads left behind in Life’s wake
spark faint hint...

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While I was walking through a meadow, of blooms and sunshine,
I stopped to spread my blanket, for a gay picnic at lunchtime.

It was very pleasant, and I had brought many good things to eat.
Afterwards I...

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The ask of cultures. 
Dutch to Portugal, do you think colonisation of fruit and lands and their inhabitants was the fairest exchange of our tactics of the strategy to wrestles of communication. They decided the...

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Just watching raindrops slapping leaves
is better than anything requiring electricity
including fame and posterity. Monday
morning I walk over to the art museum
stand before Homer. I'm imagining
life in ancient Greece, the land largely
deforested to build a navy,...

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"Impenetrable" 



The shell cracks 
the impenetrable opens 

The conduit 
responds 

the lighter being 
rises

in the blood 
walking a strange ocean

sound 
waves 

magnetised, 
message ignited

turned on,
taken 

the electric body 
like music hums

Solfeggio
a new vibration

that which was...

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I lived on a rolling green farm, and I had a love of astronomy;
And peered at skies of sleepless nighttime, so vast and starry.

It had for long been my hobby, and I had a powerful...

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University midterm periods bring early mornings charged with energy drinks and espresso shots. Evenings are spent trading quizlets in Bass Library or in late night cram sessions in the common room. After several days of...

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“Look up at the stars,” you say
Its just another night up on the old water tank
Our blanket is spread and here we sit with the universe our theater
Another night of showing me the constellations 
Astronomy…your...

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Born in New England in the wake of the Civil War,
Her folks fled Irish famine and landed on our shore.
At age five, she took sick, losing almost all her sight.    
At eight,...

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Glad That God Is Here

Am always glad that God is here;
To me sincere and so very near;
Looking forward to
A life that is new,
And soon His Son will reappear.

Jim Horn

Happy Birthday Again

With God a new life...

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Welcome, friends, into this day. 
I see we are wearing our Scientist hats today.

John Wheeler: We are the sun's way of thinking about itself.

Wow, that's truly cosmic, or kosmic; probably both.
I don't disagree,
although I do...

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I'm only crazy ever did worlds transformation
               it's crazy thinking. 

Roam conceptual "crazy minds" 
seeking philosophical philosophy 
writer changing worldwide sentence's...

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With you here in my life:
All enemies seem far away!
No longing have I now to roam!
The world seems like it’s meant for play!
Your aura’s warmth is always home!

God knows this cannot stand:
Illusion hide your heart...

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After nearly three million years had passed , 
The Journey to the place, pre ordained and between two great stars was reached by the ancients.
Their Dormant Ark at rest for so long was now awoken...

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Dear me, 
  I breathe you
in the pulse of erased promises ~ 
I'm a shadow in your space 
and not any voice which can be heard
    above restless mists, 
so, when...

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When the sun hangs low
by scarlet-threaded silk, 
you'll find my soul
waltzing in the womb of woodland
like a viking warrior, 
where I'm rooted ~ 
beyond decaying diamonds, 
as life unfolds a watercolor symphony
falling from the canopy...

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Ursula, oh Ursula

As constellations go

Ursa Major in the sky

Forever do you glow.

________________________

Onto a world you gaze upon

Your perch upon a star

Lovingly you're watching me

A dear friend from afar.

________________________

Ursula, dear Ursula

The heavens cry out, too

For nothing...

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Thaddaeus Haenke
A man of thousand talents
Scientist and musician

His heart belonged to the Indios
His grave will never be found

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Thaddaeus Haenke
Ein Mann mit tausend Talenten
Wissenschaftler und Musiker

Sein Herz schlug für die Indios
Sein Grab wird man nie finden

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Tadeo...

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Spacious space I would like 
To have in the space unique
Where none comes to disturb
And never do I will be perturb(ed)
Space travel being my penchant
I do it using my talent latent
Space education and space mining
I...

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Do I believe everything I'm being shown or told, nope
Do I believe I should hold out for hope
Do I believe I agreed to come here to endure abuse
Do I believe that's part of a contract...

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Life was not a bed of roses for many women
             who, for time eternal,
             left footprints and paved our path, so we can walk...

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If Keats could have seen through Hubble’s eyes
when the sonnet ‘Bright Star’ he wrote,
meaning its telescope-imaged skies
with those stellar tableaux afloat,

would he have noted ‘aloft it hung’ 
 ‘steadfast’ all night in ‘splendor lone’,
that poet...

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Science is knowledge, magnificence pansophism! 
Extreme erudition of unmatched intellect, 
in all its compelling branches; 

The beautiful and dynamic achievement of flight. 
A kite flying with great height. 
A curveball thrown with might. 
Phenomenal "Aerodynamics"...

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Pythagoras of Samos (580 BC-500BC) :

Born in the Greek island of Samos in the Northen
Agean Sea , -
Off the coast of Asia Minor of modern day 
Turkey ;
It was around late 6th century BC !
He...

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