Orion Poems - Poems about Orion

THREE ROCKS Written for Competition : A Magical Journey Sponsor : Constance La France [ Prompt : I hold three magic rocks in my hand Rolling them over and over and over Leaving this reality behind, far behind ] Once upon an ancient time a magical journey undertook I with two rocks like skulls seaweed mossed...

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These past few weeks, Orion’s been making his steady descent down the horizon. This occurs yearly, one thing you can count on through the world’s unending turbulence. It’ll never fail to throw you from your cushioned seat face-first into forced adaptation and deep discomfort. Will there ever be a time where I can look to the horizon without seeing the next...

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Return to Orion My return too Orion, on an endless promise with no "best before" i reach out. I chose the colors of transit, from the pallet supplied; Violet over blue, deep grey fuelled by a white hot destiny! The rise then fall oh! how calm the now: No conection between its clock and the dust...

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See there marches Orion With Sirius close at his feet Tarrying not long in the air To begin the midnight hunt. His quickened breath congeals – His boots crunch the fallen snow – His eyes attempt to discern Between tree and furtive shadow. Mark the occasion and time ...

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My return too Orion on an endless promise with no "best before" i reach out. I chose the colors of transit, from the pallet supplied; Violet over blue, deep grey fuelled by a white hot destiny! The rise then fall oh! how calm the now: No conection between its clock and the dust of passing days. I attempt to slake a...

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When Apollo, God of Music, suspected his twin sister, Diana, Goddess of the Hunt, was involved in a romance with Orion, God of War, he tricked her into killing Orion. Heartbroken by what she had done, Diana transformed Orion into a constellation to forever grace the night sky. Orion in the Heavens, A constellation as pure As...

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Gone was the green of summer though I never knew it so wrapped in your mother's quilt it never loved you more Precious velvet ribbon dreams left by a devoted lover golden sunlit stitch in seams fingers touching light all over Caught watching an intimate moment fiercely attentive to your task long...

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orions daughters dance in clear skies frosty lens ...

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From Orion, this light has came. To traverse, around the Earth. Hands glowing. What does is it mean, when they begin to beam! From my hands, to my eye. My limits are as high as the sky. Mission started: I am no ape; Can’t wait to whip this world into shape. Here I come, you best be ready, I...

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Twinkle twinkle, little star, I wonder how I travelled sooo far. From Orion, down to Earth, the white light, ever so bright. Hands glowing, the colours of the rainbow. I wondered what, oh what oh what, could these glowing hands could mean? Only for them to beam! From my hands, to my eye. My limits are as high as...

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Edge glanced at the night sky and gasped A combination of stars caught his eye, stopped his heart Recall of these three stars: the belt of course! There were other stars....he must know... He ran to his room, tore the picture off the wall Holding the reference against the sky's backdrop Indeed, they each were there, and found in turn Now tears...

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Orion is my lover now and will be till the winter’s done The fickle sun can take a bow Orion is my lover now and I his winter field to plough I yield. The darkness has begun Orion is my lover now and will be till the winter’s done © Gail Foster 28th October 2018...

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Orion the quick, Orion the brave, Orion was nothing Once upon a day. Surrounded by warriors All beard and all bite. Those surly, strong, Of imposing sight. Orion was hungry; His soul chipped away, From unending nights And unfriendly days Brave hero turned slave To misfortune, was he bound But Orion was patient Though his luck run aground A clamor rose westward, Soft breeze on the gale. There were tales of strange beasts, And...

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How cold you are, Orion, and how bright Your belt of glittered stars, your hands and feet As frost on stone and diamonds in the night As ice on glass and statues in the street I’m told you are a light from long ago A huntsman froze before he made the kill To rise in winter, rampant with his bow To fall...

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A poem for my Orion Who cowers in the sky For many years, his faithful hunting dog Was always by his side. “Orion you are iniquitous, You do not shine so bright.” The dog's thoughts were ubiquitous He would go there tonight. He made his way there hurriedly He had made up his mind To sort the contrariety, He was no...

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