“Whatsoever that be within us that feels, thinks, desires, and animates, is something celestial, divine, and, consequently, imperishable.” Quote by Aristotle
The aurora borealis glowed above us,
Beckoning us to the stars,
where meteoroids and asteroids challenge,
microgravity becomes our new reality.
stardust speckles our skin,
creating an ethereal glow.
I’m lost in your soul's windows,
diving into your solar plexus,
drowning in the Milky Way's whirlpool.
Our bodies sweat, cosmic confetti bursts,
celestial hallucinations haunt my mind,
my engine is ready to combust,
asteroid ashes and space dust swirl.
As our lifetime dissipates,
I stitch my lifelines to your skin,
in shimmering ink,
we await the encore of rebirth,
new bodies formed from cracked constellations,
descending from heaven's opalescent gate.
Where should I zoom to, perhaps to the Moon,
And on my way will juggle with millions of stars,
I have whispered to a Comet passing by real soon,
To please pick me up, as i plan to visit Mars.
Most of all I want to feel the star dust on my face,
And hear choirs of angels as they upon me gaze.
My wish upon a star,
To swim in the Milky Way,
I long, to be in the Galaxy,
I dream of such a day,
I want to feel the sands
Of Mars, run through my hands,
Hope to see shooting stars, and also Meteoroids,
But terrified to see a hurtling Asteroid,
Wish to explore many other Galactic planets,
Google, my best friend right from the start,
Though neither of us sure of the stratosphere’s
Patterns, so advised to be sure, to take with me a jacket.
Where’s right terrain, rain as if asks,
Where to go, a train as if asks.
Utterly baffled of its task,
What if I bless, bane as if asks.
What should I do in state of Zen?
My mind in restrain as if asks.
Why too much should turn me bitter,
Upset, sugarcane as if asks.
Judge me not, I just do my job,
Innocent as if my pain asks.
Wonder, it’s safe on Earth to fall,
Meteoroids as if feign to ask.
Related, but how close are we?
The rhyme to refrain as if asks.
________________________________
Ghazal |01.02.2024|
Santa tried to deliver his toys
When he heard a whole lot of noise
Stopped in the chimney quick
When he saw the firestick
His suit looked like burnt meteoroids
within the walls of my mind
spins a galaxy the neon nebulae
a cosmos turning and churning
spinning stars spitting meteor showers
asteroids and meteoroids twirling
satellites of a reality on a whim
drifting in the sea of night
floating barely avoiding collision with
the supernova of wonders and what ifs
AP: 1st place 2025, 3rd place 2021
Submitted on October 10, 2020 for contest COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE (24) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
and on September 14, 2020 for contest MY PRIVATE UNIVERSE sponsored by JULIA WARD
Float with me, my love, amid coral pink nebulae on the astral stagecraft
Surfing wavelengths ultraviolet, in close encounter of two dreamy hearts;
Oh, how charming it is, to woo romance in opal aura of stardust galaxies!
Glistening your happy smile, in sculptor’s blueprints upon blushed motifs
Like the ephemeral musings of burning meteoroids on ruby rose tapestry
Lost in the constellation’s scarlet orange tinges on kaleidoscopic imprints.
June 15, 2020
Placed 3rd:Stardust Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
A spectacular show enlightens heavens above
In ephemeral musings of burning meteoroids
Mimicking likeness of falling ornamental stars--
Beaming streaks of rainbow-colors earthbound,
When earth crosses trajectory of comet's path
Encountering in its way pebbles of cosmic rock
Colliding, illuminating in orbital trespass,
Elements of iron, copper, magnesium, silicone
Glittering within spectra of kaleidoscopic astral art;
Streaming down rockets of blazing stars--
Tinted meteor-showers flaunting nature's panorama
Fixating sights upward where constellations are,
In idyllic August venue gazing ashen sky
Exhilarated witnessing magical phenomenon;
Mesmerizing predawn with seductive stagecraft
Premiering its play slyly when moon's hiding out
And sun's yet to commence ascending golden arc.
August 15, 2019
Placed 2nd: Shooting stars poetry contest
Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron
Placed 3rd: Strand select N contest by Brian Strand
Some say the Garden of Eden was a myth, that such a beautiful
place never existed.
The Universe is a cold forbidding inhospitable place, a place filled
with frozen gases, balls of fire, cosmic radiation that can fry one alive,
dead planets, frozen asteroids and meteoroids.
Huge deadly volumes of space with no discernible purpose.
There is a place, at least one place where things came together.
Eons of star formation and destruction seeding the cosmos with
the periodic table that, along with gravity cobbled together one speck
of blue. A place that was warm, had water, breathable atmosphere and a magnetic force field keeping deadly radiation at bay.
Somehow in the deadly darkness of the void, paradise was forged,
a blue pearl, a Garden of Eden, a place to call home.
Surfing On Saturn’s Rings
Floating on the outer Phobe Ring with Saturn rising
Out of reach at supersonic speed, above ecliptic's cryptic spokes
Ready to fill the cavities of meteoroids for surfing at approach
Jet wave propulsion bounding from ring to ring upon my star board
Surfing alien surfaces, curling, singing through the systems swirling wheel
Sailing over micro rocks with glowing tiny asteroids of snow and ice
Into star dust clouds with a myriad of oddly shaped blue spikes
Down between the “D” and “A” Rings where moon particles converge
Pulled from left to right at cosmic speeds to reach its soul
With gravity as the key to force me through
Satellites are stretching, emerging on the deep
My equipment for this system is from Mars
Imports from the far off planet
Made from silver, titanium, and molten crystal beads
A surf board to the stars is starving for a start on micro parts
I come up for air above the “G” Ring, to see the giants staring there
Saturn with Titan by its side, filling in the foreign sky
Weighing down on me with ammonia oceans smiles at my size
On the horizon of Saturnian orchestrated rings
Meteoroids spin, singing on the beams of light
Angel’s eyes
Pensive in silence
looked at the beauty
of angel’s eyes
fill me with the glamorous nuances
darkest sky topping diamonds
asteroids
meteoroids
comets
and stars
expanse their
fabulous beauty
brightness
colorful in the sky
fast rotating
to a black concentrated hole
all ran towards
in a beautiful race
to the deepest hole
where all the beauty met
so amazing
o... my angel
truly beautiful eyes
passionately embraced
my soul
shared me
an afterthought
the beauty of racing
in colorful dreams
comfort rotating
crystallise my passion
o... my angel
took me engrossed
in your beauty
forgot my lonesome
in chasing dreams
asteroids
meteoroids
comets
and stars
sprinkle in my melancholic heart
embellish my elegiac mind
immerse me
in what a beauty
guide me fly with you
o...angel’s eyes
~ Sukmawati Komala ~
17 March 2012
Dedicated to my dearest angel Dane Ann Smith- Johnsen