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We Are The Watchers
by Stark Hunter
Into the breach the multitudes surge,
Into the crushing breakers and
Beyond the sucking mindless tides,
Down down into the whirring, rushing confluence,
Precipitously we fall and slide,
Tenuously and tragically we slip.
We are the watchers of the wasted!
We are the watchers of the dancing dead!
We have seen them bring in the living.
We have silently closed our eyes to their madness.
We are the watchers of the delirious and of the distressed.
Falling, falling trying to seize a toehold,
Trying to stop desperately this inevitable plunge,
This meshing melting plummet,
This fatal succumbing to hate and ignorance,
This downward drowning into the watery abyss of anarchy,
This insane enveloping
This resounding de-evolution into one massive heartbreak.
We are the human machine!
That lurches and stalls in the swell,
Spewing bloody angst
And the sooty smoke of smothering fear.
We are the star climbers!
The mountain gazers!
We are the watchers of the wasted.
We are the watchers of the diseased.
We have seen them bring in the living
We have seen the fires of Armageddon!
Burning burning furiously in the firmament,
And we have heard the crescendoing cries of the forgotten.
We are the watchers of the wasted!
We are the watchers of the dancing dead!
Today I will write about stars-
Not the usual
Compressed galactic-gleams,
Not the speckling
In deep sky seen,
Tracked and charted
By singular-minded, bright-eyed teams-
No-I will speak of Real Stars,
Day and night stars-
Eternal Stars
Never growing dim,
Burning brightly
From star-dust within-
Not a glow in cold darkness
Between starlight above
But Mysterious Light
Deeper gazers call Love-
Stars that blink
To illumine the poor,
Have learned by faith
To persist and endure-
Stars who dry
The damp
Blanket the cold,
These warm glows
Surrounding
All of God's Fold-
Never dimming-
(A mission to give)
Preaching less-
Word what they live-
Warring on crime
Disease and despair
Never for profit
Simply to care,
Sacrifices not subject
For peddlers dealing in fame-
But God's Asterisk,
His Radiance,
Lighting each name-
This Light is always there-
When one thinks less of taking
And more, to share-
Same Light that shown
From out the tomb,
Giving earth a choice
Between Light and dark gloom-
Light seen brightly
In a new mother's eyes,
Amazed and surprised
That something so radiant
Could come from within,
Not starlight of sky, but Pure Light,
Where all lights begin
Art works of Sovereign omnipotence are the stars*
Beauty to behold…midst darkness-gloom
Creation-masterpieces crafted by the supreme Designer
Delights of the eyes for all seasons defying deceits’ obscurity…
Extolling the awesome grandeur of Deity’s highness!
Firmament wonders they are challenging astronomers’ acumen
Galaxy ornaments mystifying astrologers and constellation gazers
Heaven’s jewels enriching astronauts’ intellectual treasures
Influence-compass guiding travelers toward journey’s triumph…
Justifying space scientists’ quest beyond earth-exploration!
Kindlers of reality-awakenings they are for children
Lights toward truth-searching in their growing-up years
Marvels with wisdom-beam midst their magic and mystery queries
Night-sparkles that promise wealth … “like diamonds in the sky”…
Opening to them opportunities to dream and soar to the top!
Potential poetry and song inspiration-sources can they be
Quiet, yet bright witnesses of victims’ cry for peace and justice
Radiant gems expressing hope to aspiring champions
Steadfast signs with assurance-gleam against skeptics’ doubts…
Testifying about mankind’s fascination for the celestial!
Up above, there they shine … reflecting God’s glory
Victory they assert for the faith-driven to progress-ascent
Watchfulness they show along divine vision-guidance
‘Xcellence marks their illumining expertise in and out of season
Yes, they are in Scriptures declared as “stars for ever and ever”…
Zealously zooming on the eternal light’s Origin and Power!
*Genesis 1:16 And God made two great lights; the greater light to rule the day, and the lesser light to rule the night: he made the stars also.
June 13, 2018
Edited on June 18, 2022
Honorable Mention, "2022 Poetry Marathon Qualifiers' FINAL Placement" Poetry Writing Contest; Sponsored by Mark Toney; Judged on 3/4/2023.
9th place, "2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 3" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Mark Toney; judged on 6/20/2022.
E'er so oft, we stare at the moon,
As sneaked peeks not to e'er be seen,
Kissed moist lips whilst hidden closed eyes,
Ere moon chances horizons loom,
Moon gazers sinks midst its disguise,
Two in back seats as their heads lean,
Moving closer sets the kiss scene,
Opportune hence the thawing hour,
Cupids arrow did empower,
Cars in a row on Lovers Lane,
Most in love whilst others in pain,
Some sit solo as most sit twain,
Lovers all at one point this time,
Lovers all at one point this time,
Venation pulsates warming beats,
Revs of engines, cooling back seats,
Many leave with their hearts intact,
As night welcomes the yawning dawn,
And some leave with a sad impact,
Most others, love story goes on.
2019 December 29
Howmanysyllables;
22 lines x 8 syllables per = 160 syllables total
as the wind whistles
warm wishes
echoing the
sea-salt silence
flowing beneath
silver-kissed waves
I think of synonyms for
love
illustrating hate
in elusive rhythm...
for stars never
envy the moon
but silently orchestrate
a cosmic choir
of coruscating crystals
in incandescent cadence
swirling confetti across
the nocturnal sky~
a compelling
commemoration
that you and I cherish
in technicolor tercets…
I ponder
why do green-eyed gazers
spinning
lilac lies
within
jaded journals
along jeweled realms
rage with
j e a l o u s y?
pushing my quivering quill
to question:
am I not art
am I not the muse
am I not worthy
am I not the ache
romanticized with roses...
perhaps these words
are mere
remnants of ramblings
ricocheting
rhapsodies
within the
breath of perfumed heartbeats
that the kohl-cold souls
can never taste...
so I purge
inked petals
upon the digital canvas,
that feels not
lyrical lifelines
bleeding ballads
h i d i n g and
h e a l i n g
behind
murky metaphors
and
alliterative adjectives
weaving h o p e
amidst
the
crestfallen
sighs
of
bittersweet
horizons…
Celestial jewels crafted by the Creator's artistry
captivating every night beholder~~~
…wondrous firmament*enigma
driving astronomic pursuits~~~
...galaxy ornament
mystifying constellation gazers~~~
...goldilocks zone --- oh, how habitable
mysterious, yet miraculous~~~
...illumining poetic muse
against visual blight!
October 20, 2020
edited on March 27, 2021
*Psalm 19:1 The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork.
10th place, "Goldilocks Zone" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Anthony Biaanco; judged on 4/17/2021.
Amazing celestial night's beauty exposes Almighty’s glorious might
Blessing mankind to enjoy blissful serenity during prayer plight
Cheering star gazers to behold firmament*'s majesty of awesome height
Directing dreamers for exciting ventures, sans delusion-blight
Enriching poets toward functional creativity-flight...
Festively gathering friends for loving fellowships that invite
Geared toward earnest gratitude of healthy laughter; yes, that's right
Hoisted upon glowing hope for another tomorrow's morning delight
Inspired to live daily midst truth along Scriptural wisdom's insight...
Joyously I'm enthralled with lunar wonders of God's gleam so bright.
*Psalms 91:1 The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork.
October 1, 2020
Edited on October 12, 2023
ABC with monorhyme form
Characterized by the early settlement
of the San Bushmen of the Kalahari.
Its patriotic sentiments of profound bravery
echos the nation’s long struggle for independence
well articulated and expressed in the psalm of Axali Doeseb.
This second to the least overpopulated territory
is home to the continent’s tallest elephants
and the endangered black rhino.
It houses the world’s oldest desert
with a display of the globe’s highest sand-dunes.
Quadruple medals from Frankie Fredericks,
remarkable atmospheric space for astronomers and star gazers,
spectacular deserts in the Kalahari and Namib
and the emanating awe from the Namib-Naukluft park
are national prides fixed into global glories.
Next after the Grand canyon is the Fish river counterpart
but the Dragon’s breath stands tall in the globe’s underground lakes.
Populates the most in free-roaming Cheetahs,
accepts nature’s curse of the historic Northern coast
and the sun’s blessing in over three hundred days every year.
‘peace be still’ is the definition of its pride
but still not exempted from the painful whip
afflicted by the demon enslaving its mother- region.
How lonely distant stars must be
Unnoticed by people looking down
Waiting for blue skies to turn dark
Waiting for stars gazers to show
I wait for Venus to comfort me
I wait for Orion's glow to gird me
For constellations taking backstage
For ancestors hidden by veils
Are they as bereft as me below?
Do they have planets to adore?
Only the brightest divas are steadfast
Still shining above our iridescence
Still shaming our proud city lights
Most are now hidden from view
The few and lonely still shine on us
Ever patient in the Milky Way true
Are there beings like me alone?
Seeking stars that blink with life
Find us in our nighttime commotion
My mind loses gravity at the thought
Orbits where Hubble's gaze is clear
Exiled to stare into the unknown
Seeking the faintest constellations
Breathless across the void
Lost in progress’ cancer we are blind
Above the shimmering summer air
I reach for lovers hidden
Misplaced pinpricks on a canopy
Worlds hopelessly unseen
Above our brighter cell phones
We forgot what our ancestors saw
When morning opens the curtain
I wait for the heavens on the dark side
I search for you during the day
Connect us our dim diva supernova
I hunger for incandescence like you
Go inside and turn on the lights
My phone beckons me to turn away
Hoping someone will notice
Art works of Sovereign omnipotence are the stars*
Beauty to behold…midst darkness-gloom
Creation-masterpieces crafted by the supreme Designer
Delights of the eyes for all seasons
Extolling the awesome grandeur of God’s glory
Firmament wonders challenging astronomers’ acumen
Galaxy ornaments mystifying constellation gazers
Heaven’s jewels enriching astronauts’ intellectual treasures
Influence-compass guiding travelers toward journey’s triumph…
Justifying space scientists’ quest beyond earth-exploration!
Kindlers of reality-awakenings they are for children
Lights toward truth-searching in their growing-up years
Marvels with wisdom-beam midst magic and mystery queries
Night-sparkles that promise wealth … “like diamonds in the sky”…
Opening opportunities to dream and soar to the top!
Potential poetry and song inspiration-sources can they be
Quiet, yet bright witnesses of victims’ cry for peace and justice
Radiant gems expressing hope to aspiring champions
Steadfast signs with assurance-gleam against skeptics’ doubts…
Testifying about mankind’s fascination for the celestial!
*Jeremiah 31:35 Thus saith the LORD, which giveth the sun for a light by day, and the ordinances of the moon and of the stars for a light by night, which divideth the sea when the waves thereof roar; The LORD of hosts is his name.
July11, 2018
3rd Place, "July 2018 Premiere ..." Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 7/13/2018.