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Stars adorn our dark evening skies
and twinkle brightly within our sight, *
to let us know we are not alone
in this vast and unending universe.
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* Looking up, we sense the mystery
of their glow from light-years away
and know we're just a minute speck, *
traveling in space along with them. *
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Stars frame our Moon, inspire love
and secret wishes to be made upon; *
grant inspiration for poetic words,
* music, songs, and romantic artistry.
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* They draw us in so we may venture *
out to them and explore unknowns
within our own galaxy and worlds afar...
to unfold that mystical space beyond. *
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Our stars hold the mysteries of life *
for we know we are made of them...
* our building blocks of life are found *
within the stardust of our Milky Way.
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And, the greatest star of all, our Sun, *
* holds us safe and stable in its grasp,
delivers sustained energy to live by... *
and fills our days with sunshine bliss. *
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Stardate 19 Hundred and Something
The Minutes taken
At the last annual general meeting of NASA
The Great and Good of Finance , Politics
Must have sat down together at some point
A gathering
Of the Distinguished League of Extraordinary Gentlemen
Or National Geographic and Scientific Society
To discuss funding the Exploration of Space Travel
To go where no man has gone before
Place a human being on the moon
Escape gravity and earths atmosphere
Forward thinking outside the Box
Calculating an infinite amount
Of Mathematical equations and Scenarios
The Greatest minds we could summons
Took up the Mantle placed in front of them
Could Man really step foot on the surface of the Moon
And Yes we Can
The Answer came back
Affirmative
Yes we can
But Houston we have a problem here on planet earth
Would these great minds of our time
Not be better spent
Coming together
To solve the more pressing
Problems we humans face here on planet earth
First
Escaping
Starvation
War
Suffering
And destruction of the earths natural resources
Are to the average Joe like you and me more pressing things
To cling onto
Than Astronauts Dreams
The hunter's child was known to be curious.
Almost everyday you could hear his mother say,
"My dear boy, curiosity killed the cat"
He never took her words to heart.
What he saw as his greatest flair was soon to be his fatal flaw.
On a sunny afternoon, he took a walk into the forest.
On and on he went,following a certain trail.
His father's words rang in his ears,
'Never stray from the path'.
He came across a tiny bundle underneath a foot stump.
A newly born cub lay wrapped around with leaves.
To his left and to his right, its mother was not
So he picked the cub up and took it home.
Oh his mother screamed.
His father groaned.
His friends looked at him in awe.
"You are a big hero!"
"I wish to be as brave as you"
His father's took him aside one evening,
"My dear son, what do you wish to do with it?"
"Father, I named it Cubby!
We shall be best friends till the end of days. "
"My boy, it is not a puppy, when cubs grow and become lions, they do not bow to anyone."
"I shall succeed papa! Succeed i shall!"
And so the cub grew under the care of our curious boy.
Bigger and stronger because it's best friend fed him well.
All the kids in the village admired him.
All the adults were proud of him.
But one day ,the hunter and his wife had gone to church.
On their return they saw their boy laying in his own pool of blood.
The young lion was nowhere to be found.
His mother wailed, "It has killed my boy!
That gnarly beast has killed my boy!!"
His father bundled him up and took him to the village healer.
A week later, the young boy woke up.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"It is a miracle you survived boy."
The village healer scolded.
But the boy was distraught and cried,
"I failed papa, I could not train the cub."
His father's smiled, and holding him close to his heart he said,
"My dearest boy, it is not failure if you live to fight another day"
His days are numbered
A journey, fate is determined to take my Dad.
Old age, ( 94 ), stage four cancer makes me sad.
This came across the wires on Friday’s phone call.
My thoughts, bring to this reality, this may be all.
His last words, three thousand miles away, I hear.
They now become the grit for my greatest fear.
His face, his humour, his spirit will not be around
for my grandsons wedding, when I am in town.
I pray that the coming of this July,
tears do not cloud, make for a blue sky.
Shroud the essence behind my third eye,
filling my hours with tears, as I cry,
for the loss of my Father,
rising to meet his Mother.
B. J. “A ” 2
April 9th, 2018
~Every Day~
(The Minuet)
You can always spread Gods love to
To all around
Around bring joy
Joy and love show
Love heals the aching heart that hurts
Hurts, make love strong
Strong Lord will make
Make you each day
Just love God seek His kingdom first
First every day
Day with prayers
Prayers and love
Treat everyone 'round with kindness
Kindness spread with smiles
Smiles hope peace love
Love every day.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
July.27.2017
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.”
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~Author's notes:
The "Minuet" is a poetry form or style created by Dorian Petersen
Potter, aka ladydp2000, on March 3, 2012.
Holiness and Righteousness seem far away
out of our human reach, it seems
but listen to God's voice through Paul
brings hope for God desires to redeem
But the Apostle here speaks from God
to put on the new self by His Spirit
without God's help, it can't be done
by His Holy Spirit's action within a minute
Christ comes and dwells within
to work in our hearts by His grace
providing His imputed righteousness
so this new creation portrays His face
As well as this greatest of gifts
Christ also brings His holiness
revealing His Father as three times holy
fills one with eternal timelessness
Christ is the architect of this gift
marking HIs image within His creation
now able to say righteousness and holy
knowing Christ in His heavenly nation
~God Almighty~
(The Lune)
God Almighty the Lord
Created all
He made you and me
God’s countless blessings
Measureless
His love infinite
God just sees it all
He’s patient
And so full of grace
He’s merciful to all
Still when men
Rejects God often
But still God loves men
No matt'r what
And saves wants all.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2007
November.06.2016
-So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV )
~Author's Notes:
"The Lune" is also known as the American Haiku. It was first created by the poet Robert Kelly, and was a result of Kelly’s frustration with the English haiku.
Diversity
I was born out of a number,
Faces defining my world,
and I've always been inclined to cumber
the distress I witness at this berth
against the figure.
Yes, the figure that is and is not,
because I have no culture, no heart, nor home.
I am something light tricks to be, an illusion of diversity,
the colour of your teething bone,
the greatest profanity
being humanity,
I am much less-the unfortunate- the unknown.
Words are nothing without your lips,
and spite can't see without some tongue.
So being human cannot reason
without some puncture to the lung.
If there is a God he is not here,
the reliance of invisibility
is one to me
an unintelligibly cowardliness of fear.
You want the air, to take care of what you said was your own will.
You want new souls to suffer for an ancient bill.
You want me to stand and say I am sorry for something I haven't done,
when you're the one,
who is ticking the times tables incorrectly.
Today will be tomorrow and soon after the great past,
If you don't want history
to be seeded in misery
then you should stand out and make it last.
I was born out of a number,
mathematically spiralled into life,
and so far I still find it a struggle
to understand the joy of waking.
To be born is to be alone,
To live is to be surrounded,
To die is to be free,
but for that you must work first.
And I don't barter with this curse,
if there is nothing- I may as well exist a little first.
But what I can't compose is how I see these faces,
where others separate by numbers, words and races,
I only see one in the mirror:
human.
What's the greatest thrill you've ever had
You probably have more than one
Try keeping it clean, my dear people
This could be read by some young'uns
Wanna know mine, well of course you do
This goes back to when I was a-courting
My very first kiss, I can still feel the thrill
Loved messing around and cavorting
Sure blew my whistle as I rounded the bend
Snorting and huffing and puffing
The top of my head started shooting out steam
And I lost a bunch of my stuffing
Oh to go back and experience it again
Those glorious days of my youth
Unfortunately they're gone, never to return
Gonna down another gin and vermouth
Star's darling Moon
You are my sweetest moon
In your arms wrap me soon
I crave to be your star forever
For You are my greatest treasure
Poured you lots of love in my life's empty cask
Nothing more than your love I can to God ask
Our moments of togetherness in the sky's blue terrace
Your shine and scent on me spread with vivid grace
As you draw me close to you and hug me very tight
Calls for a Celestial celebration, angels dance with delight
Shower you kisses enchanting wet and warm all over
Makes me shine and twinkle more like a diamond tower
To all who view me glow I would love to make it clear
My shine and smile I owe to my loving moon so dear
Sweeps he with his charm and shine, my spots of darkness
Fills my barren craters with trust and heavenly sweetness
When you are near my moon life is so adorable
You disappear for a while, my life turns utterly miserable
Like Oasis in desert your entry in my otherwise arid life
You quenched all my thirst and erased with ease all my strife!
©Anulaxmi Nayak,2015