Short Observatory Poems

Keck Observatory
You and I stargazing;
I hope you smile as you read this,
You’re the fantasy in this date night....

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This is the universe,
and the world is my observatory.
What is real
is real to me,
so how can it be real to you
if we all see what is real,
but it is only real
because we SAY it is...
...And I'm not you,
and you're not ME,
and we all see things -
albiet maybe infinitessimally -
dif'rently?
Go figure......

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I'm engaged with the great hover 
As confusing as it, I ponder
I venerate its spry glory 
When I look in the high observatory
As imagine, I see 
With its plot guarantee
Winds cool, into red of elevation
For its ravenous tenants passion
All, in its stylish creation 
Of stature and functional question...

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Eerie beauty and mystery
Permeate gray stones
Forming a temple,
An observatory, a timepiece
For Britain's earliest arrivals
Who left ancestors buried
In pagan mounds awaiting
The Anglican God.
By moonlight the Druids,
Wandering the grounds
Once their domain,
Performed ceremonial rites 
Not revealed by the ages....

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Moods… 
Machiavellian moods are moods of plan.
They are also mood tp satisfied their ego some that always.
Ad hominem per personnel or nepotisms are self to claim or self hears to hands pledges.
Lover in micro ways are observatory for epochs essays.
Epoch making are wrong or right.
Some of us have moods.
Hatred mind are very sharp and acute....

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surrounding objects each with distinct names 
 dizzy and blurred.

 consumating witnesses in a pair of 
windshield wipers washing away the rain.

 your head turned to the right slightly
 looking away.  

 the rocks and trees lower and 
 draw so very close.

 but you are somwhere else.

 your belt buckeled form fastened
 to the seat wanders down the
 interstate corridor. 

 how you drift through the lanes 
 so quick and so quiet....

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When the poems sound ordinary,
change your pattern of life.
Live more than write awhile.
Go out and run a mile.
Get yourself a new wife.
Visit an observatory.

Sit and zone awhile.
Witness something vile.

Fall deep in love.
Be reaped by love.

Break a woman's heart.
Get your heart broken.
Just press down the lead to start,
the only saving token.

Write, live with vigor
and unatched hunger
of madman intensity.
Lyrical festivity
may well be conjured....

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Is there anyone out there?
Lonely people listen to an empty sky
Waiting and hoping
Straining tired ears just to hear a single noise
They suffer nightly disappointments
Static of an earthly design
They stare for endless hours
They share a million, million thoughts
But they all ask just one question
In all of forever
In all of where ever
Separated by a trillion miles
There has to be others
Living on a blue green ball
Wondering on a cool spring night
Is there anyone asking about us?...

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