The Moon plays a cello made of blue cheese,
While comets dance tango with the cosmic breeze.
They bow to the planets in top hats of gold,
As the stardust serenade starts to unfold.
Pocket-sized nebulas hum in high C,
Pouring silver syrup into the Milky Way tea.
The Big Dipper ladles out shimmering dreams,
Sewing velvet night with neon light beams.
Orion’s belt buckles, too tight, snap in two,
Sending pearls of wonder directly to you.
The meteors giggle in bright, sparkling showers,
Waking up sleeping, astral sunflowers.
Shh... hear the dust particles sing in the dark,
A quiet, bright song of a shimmering spark.
The silence is dancing, the stars are in tune,
Serenading the world with a spoon and a spoon.
So catch all the dust in your pocket of sleep,
Where mysteries slumber and gravity’s deep.
The serenade ends when the purple dawn breaks,
And the sun eats the stardust, for goodness’s sakes!
Nature’s Decay and Rebirth 10-23-25 Flowers fade and decay through wintry hours waiting for rebirth.
Aster means star
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Nature’s Decay and Rebirth
Astral groans transcend fall gardens,
Aster stars decay in shock waves
Fresh petals turn to star flowers of straw
Like impotent stardust.
Bathed in breath of frosty kisses
Like a cold celestial caress
Autumn’s stars wilt in twilight’s pregnant sighs
Chrysalis’ for new life.
Beating hearts of crumbling seed heads -
Like the imploding red dwarf -
Release their nebulas of umber seeds
With interstellar pods.
On solar winds like shooting stars
These explorers seek for warm soil
And nascent cosmos glide into deep space
Seeking rivers of stars
From clouds of frigid decay set free
A stellar garden rises up
Aster galaxies freed from vernal wombs
To dazzle stargazers
In quantum whispers, atoms dance and gleam,
While constellations weave their cosmic dream.
Each particle spins tales of time untold,
As nebulas birth secrets manifold.
Manifold equations paint the sky,
Untold dimensions where our futures lie.
Dream fractals bloom in dark matter's space,
Gleam echoes fade in gravity's embrace,
Through endless void, their symphony plays on.
Soul speak.
Roots spreading.
Mycelium connecting.
Nebulas of purple and blue
Galaxies beating.
Cells dividing,
Lungs expanding.
With a thought,
I create.
I am here.
In the infinite of now.
In my dream, I take a spaceship flight,
Guided by AI in the dead of night.
We'll glide through Nebulas, countless milky ways,
Avoiding Supernovas and Black holes' fierce gaze.
We seek a friendly planet, our quest so grand,
To descend and savor tranquil days on the land.
Like Cook's adventure, discovering a new berth,
No wars with natives, just a friendly hearth.
As I wake up, the spaceship fades from view,
Tossing in my bed, the dream bids adieu.
Cosmic Vibes and Self-Love Jives
Amid cosmic whispers, stars sync up tight,
Universe unfolds, a colossal setup, alright.
Galaxies kick back, in a groove so cool,
Like the cosmos saying, "Yo, embrace self-rule!"
In the cosmic quiet, a self-hug takes place,
Planets spin like they're in a cosmic embrace.
Nebulas bloom, hug the unknown so tight,
Self-love's on full display, blowing up the night.
Colors splatter the cosmic canvas, no cap,
Self-love legit, like a cosmic map.
In this vast space, a mirror does appear,
Reflecting love, kicking fear out of here.
Beyond the stars, deep within your core,
Self-love, making the universe adore.
In those silent beats, a cosmic dove,
Whispers the language of self-love.
I have been to the edge of the universe,
Where galaxies weave a cosmic verse.
Through realms of stardust, my spirit roamed,
A journey profound, a celestial home.
In the cosmic expanse, where mysteries hide,
I glimpsed my reflection, my inner self where thought resides.
Through quasars and nebulas, a self-discovery,
The other side of me, a cosmic rediscovery.
A dance with constellations, a celestial dance,
I returned enlightened, from the Milky Way.
For at the edge of the universe, where dreams take flight,
I found the universe within, a beacon of my inner light.
Stars of Clarity 11-22-23
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Stars of Clarity
Lost in ebony
Void of bursting astral intuitions,
Alabaster amber stolen,
Abandoned in delirium’s decay
Of dying brown dwarfs
Hoarding lavender purple leftovers,
Hidden remnants of disguised advent,
Ashen sojourner wades through impotent stardust
Numb in faded platinum insight.
Out of grey vertigo
Carmine dwarfs arise to overshadow ebony
In a giddy sense of spangled glitter
When enigmas and puzzles
Step out of nebulas into mystic purity.
Pilgrim, found in neon,
Incandescent cavalcades of exploding chartreuse
Guide ephemeral crystalline visions,
Burnished auroras splash across epiphanies,
Rounded shards divulge silver nativity,
When salient flashes nurture constellations of certainty,
Astral sparks of cosmic scarlet explosions,
And shrouded a-ha’s emerge like incandescent sextons
Leading to stellar sequins - champagne diamonds of clarity.
galactic ocean
elysian waves roar
roiling galactic ocean ~
a stellar fanfare
celestial shores gleam
with an astral signature ~
the cosmic heart beats
nebulas birth seas
from swirling coral-blue clouds ~
seaways of star glitz
hymns of starry rhythms
sentinels for delta stars ~
tides of star stories
From a foaming, combustible plasma,
Emerged into the universe of cosmic drama.
Expanding vastly in every direction,
Creating a spectacle beyond comprehension.
Nebulas, stars, and galaxies are born.
A cosmic dance, never forlorn.
Gravity force, a constant pull,
Shape and mold the universe full.
Black holes, quasars, and pulsars too
A cosmos that is foreign and brand new.
Dark matter, mysterious and unknown,
A cosmic dance, forever shown
Time and space are intertwined.
The universe is forever defined
From the Big Bang to now,
A cosmic dance, never to bow.
So look up to the vast expanse,
And witness the cosmic dance.
A spectacle above any belief
The universe is forever in relief.
Written: June 14, 2023
Ballet of the Stars
Breath of the galaxy spins the night sky
Over the magic of midsummer dreams
Legends, lovers, pirouette through the night
Sculptures of fire carved with airy light beams
Dances l’etoile sparkle winter rondeaus
Gossamer nebulas leave stardust veils
Ensembles of stars in stellar tableaus
Costumed in lightness made of starry faille
Astral ballets dance on ebony stage
Patterns of stars in place in this dark space
Stage left then stage right arrangements change place
Celestial performance – rotating grace
Star-spangled glitter on star twinkle toes
Scrim curtain rises on nighttime’s light show.
5-18-23
Contest: Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Sotto Poet
Syllables checked with www.howmanysyllables
Celestial – 3 syllables
Performance – 3 syllables
Such is life in all the universe,
nebulas are born, others just explode.
In our microcosmic world.
we fight our wars for pecuniary greed,
for love and passion and sadistic fun.
The tide comes in and then it ebbs,
cycle follows cycle until the end.
Yet we are after all too young to give up
or too old to battle on,
which is why we sometimes weep,
but other times we sing
our song of true love.
one star jubilee
hidden spark awakes
deep within the astral womb ~
cloud nebulas swirl
star light grows brighter
new celestial wonder rises ~
winter skies glitter
north star light grows dim
silent radiance resounds ~
wild shadows scatter
compass in starlight
fiery orb shows the milestones ~
solar winds carol
one star jubilee
lights the way on desert paths ~
heaven star chorale
12-1-22
Times when I felt my life is spent.
Should I yearn for happiness?
I feel I am like a towel
That absorbed too much.
Has it been washed
Far too many times?
Or like a colourful hummingbird
that lost its joyous tune
And can only grumble
At injustice and senile shame?
Behind the dark clouds of everyday
The sun shines bright and clear,
Emitting golden beams,
Enriching the deep galaxy,
Around it circle myriads
Of gaseous nebulas
And gorgeous stars.
And as I contemplate this greatness
I know I'm not alone,
I smile a little hopefully
And feel peace in my heart.
take my hand we are to dance in the stars
it is a whirlwind in its arms
as we glide thru they will dance
in a tiara of suns adorning you
now lift your hand, turn in a balance
as we glide thru nebulas
the newly forming stars mix in your hair
as rubies capturing that red seductive glow
the essence you are i so adore
drawn to the center a black hole
becomes weak interacting massive particles
to the gravity in your eyes
i am held in your arms as such
as we escape the event horizon
we are now free to continue in eternity
this is not a dream
it is the next phase waiting
when we escape this mortal coil
there are a trillion galaxies
and upon your dance ticket
i am the only name
wise men say only fools dream
but if you look at Raphael's
School of Athens, there are only men
i prefer the dreams i have in your arms
OKC 9/22
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