For the nearest five minutes
I am here just to please you
For another thousand seconds
I’ll be there in the queue
Here, there and nowhere
I just wait for you to beckon
I’ll be hurrying up the stairs
I’ll be looking down you reckon
Looking down and all over
Distant hills and fields of grass
At the meadows of wild clover
At forget-me-nots in dust..
If I said,
that your eyes are
like stars
would you say:
Such a common thing?
The heavens flowing with
billions, so alike
similar in many though illustrious
ways --
What then, when around my eyes
wrinkles? Where then would you
seek those bright twinkles?
If stars were your very best
I would prefer your fondest silence
easily always then to find my place
nearest your heart....
For years I searched for the perfect love
like the brightest star in celestial skies above.
Only a few romantic relationships sizzled,
but after a while they sputtered and fizzled.
I looked to the heavens for what I sought
but I found no shining star among the lot.
Each night I watched the black velvet skies
as myriads of stars appeared before my eyes.
Hope of finding one bolder than the rest
left me feeling forlorn and bleak at best.
I gave up thinking that I would ever find
the one for me, but discovered love is blind.
It was only when I stopped desiring so hard
that I found a stellar light near my backyard.
I had no need to go exploring another galaxy
to find the only star that was perfect for me.
17 Miles From the Nearest Town
David J Walker
Circles of crop row quilts
Displayed from the air
The flair of a County Fair
Handing out
Blue ribbons
everywhere
Cotton lint fills the air
with Fall
It was all
we would know
For sure in
A Universe of its own making
Growing
Watering holes
In a burning land
Of gas station taverns and
Brass rows of drop-off
post office box tops
From a distance you may hear
The bellowing calf
Calling for its mother
Or the wheels of an 18-wheeler
Overloaded on the Farm to Market road
Or the sound of the spigot on the
Center pivot irrigation well
All is well
17 miles from the nearest
Town
"My Nearest & Dearest Friend"
Written by Michelle L. Leblanc
Copyright: 01/22/2022
You have been such a source of strength to me this past year
One who has been there and understands with every tear
Although we were very different in how we were brought up
We now relate to each other so much as grown ups
We've been through our journeys of physical and emotional pain
And how much we understand each other has been one of life's greatest gains
But it's not just understanding each other that counts
It's how you make me feel heard and loved that I wish to announce
Not many people listen and understand the way that you do
Even with my all my details, you've made what I share feel important to you
Friendships like ours don't come around each and every day
Sometimes not even in a lifetime, many people will often say
So today I want to say how much your friendship means in my life
You're My Nearest and Dearest Friend whose value cannot be priced!
(Dedicated to my friend...Angie Jayne)
Who speaks to you sincerely,
who calls your name out loud
Who plates your image clearly,
and picks you from the crowd
Who tends your words forespoken,
as you wander near and far
Who waits for you rewoken
—beyond the nearest star
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)
Who speaks to you sincerely,
who calls your name out loud
Who plates your image clearly,
and picks you from the crowd
Who tends your words forespoken,
as you wander near and far
Who waits for you rewoken,
—just beyond the nearest star
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)
The search goes on
to discover at last
that we are not alone..
Yet others wait
for the discovery
that we are alone..
Alone in knowing
that Awareness knows
itself Alone
and that we
and this exoplanet
color our Awareness
as we remain Alone...
Closest Exoplanet To Earth -- August 2016
On Aug 24 2016, the European Southern Observatory announced the confirmation of the closest exoplanet to Earth. This illustration shows Proxima b, which orbits its parent star Proxima Centauri, the closest sun to Earth's sun. Proxima b lies within its sun's habitable zone, strongly suggesting the planet has liquid water on its surface.
Huffington Post
Artist in the ambulance
stare straight into the sun
I don't understand so
I'll go blind
Distant and wide-eyed
Written on the note I carry in my hands
'Nothing has changed
I'm nothing anyway'
I've always been nothing
I've had dreams to jump off a bridge
Knowing I'd just drown as I try to swim away
Dreams to jump off a building
But I'd be crushed as I'd try to stand on my own two feet
Dreams to know the feeling of losing an arm
Just mere curiosity
But what does it matter
What does it matter at all
Here I lay
A frozen daze, a trance-like state
I'm only here for one thing
Then to leave again
So please just end me
Shoot an arrow in me
A reverse cupid
Or rightfully hang me from the nearest tree
A martyr
I can't go on, I'm already gone
This can't go on, I'm so far away
Ten leagues into the burning glare of the sun
The Nearest Exit …
… discarding memories,
suffocating in nostalgia’s
throttling grip,
I flee, moment by moment,
away from the now,
seeking, yearning,
chasing phantom clouds of
promise,
coveting shrouded whispers of
hope,
seducing empty vessels of
belonging,
I flee, moment by moment,
away from the now,
seeking, yearning,
lost, alone, torn,
slowly crawling to the nearest
exit
Turn ye to the nearest star
young mate out bound and free
I know just where the treasures are
we'll find them,you and me
we fell into dark circumstance
along the milky way
but I know where the gypsies dance
and all is fine today
The wind is blowing from the west
sweet zephyrs through the night
we wont be stopped,we shall not rest
until we catch the sight,
that purple veil across the moon
that mist along the spar
the signs to spin the wheel and turn
toward the nearest star.
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