Silent cosmic dust,
Spiral galaxies,
Shimmering afar,
Scattered nights above,
Sparkling points of light,
Stellar paths ignite,
Skyward eyes awoke.
Floating in the amorous stellar sky
in mystique bejeweled night
you come enticed
to 'burn me with your love poison'
in my embellished dream where
I make a blazing bracelet of stars for you.
Our paired essence interweaves
with the calypso of night,
when the seductive song lyrics
of spangled longing the stars write.
The melodic stardust shimmers
with the cadence of my attuned heart,
composes a new music for my life
with the intonation of ecstasy.
The stellar meadow of the magical night
sparkles with crystal charisma of blooming stars,
designs harmonic dreams for my love to sing
to the symphony of silver stardust
in the garden of night.
In the vivacious vale contoured by your charm,
I get lost 'in the mists of your eyes,'
the fervent stardust of my craving
surges in a tender torrent,
making my love for you
a cascading stellar stream where I swim.
Pulled by your alluring magnetism,
my possessed passion sails
to the starlit bay of bliss,
where your love weaves
the constellation lattice in my sky.
With its sequins I compose
a luring lyric for you I will recite
when 'I will find you beyond the stars.'
The velvet curtain of the night slowly opens,
revealing a stage of infinite, shivering light.
We are the audience and the performers both,
forged in the pressurized heart of dying giants.
Every atom in your thumb; iron pulse in your blood,
once drifted as silent grit across the cooling void.
There is a symphony in the stillness of the vacuum,
a frequency felt in the marrow rather than the ear.
It vibrates within the collision of gas and gravity,
a slow, melodic collapse igniting a nursery of suns.
We look upward to find our oldest ancestors,
tracing the glowing debris of a trillion-year history.
The sky does not just loom above our fragile heads;
it lives within the very structure of our breath.
We are the universe looking back at own reflection,
a brief, conscious spark in the long shadows of time.
Do not fear the dark that weaves between the stars,
for you are the light that was promised at the beginning.
Carry the heat of the nebula in your quiet hands,
rejoice; sing the song that the elements first composed.
The scarlet sun went down the halcyon horizon,
where the afterglow of the topaz twilight shimmered
upon the descending diaphragm of the onyx night.
The shining stars sprouted one by one in the milky way,
the cosmic dance of constellation began in the satin sky.
The grains of opaque darkness drizzled silently
from the curved cauldron of the bejeweled seamless sky.
Embroidered by sapphire the silky tapestry rolled out
from the cornucopia of the nocturnal exuberance,
as sequined stellar specks dissolved in argentine ambiance.
Serenading the song of her heart she floated like a fairy
through the mesmeric miasma of the cascading stardust,
to the recluse shore of the blue lagoon of my desire.
Unbound yearning danced on pearl-laced fervent waves
with the enchanting melody of her sonorous song.
The music of longing echoed in the sparkling sky,
resonating the rhythm of the symphony of her dreams.
The stars beckoned her song to the concerto of crescent moon,
as the waxing lunar lattice embellished the stellar tune,
resounding the refrain of the new beginning of our euphony.
In the vast expanse of life's dark space,
Be patient, tough, like stars that grace
The endless night with steady light—
Guiding you through the hardest fight.
This pain, a comet's fiery trail,
Will blaze a path where dreams prevail.
For one day, through the cosmic storm,
Your strength will shine, your heart transform.
Afloat in a river of stars,
Ecstasy knits the raft of thoughts,
A destination is what I seek,
Sailing away mindlessly, expecting the waters to speak.
The water calmly paves the way ahead,
As the fog of disturbance clears.
Hesitation takes bravery’s stead,
A detour that feeds on our fears.
Darkness fills the air,
It shadows the glorious sheen.
The magnificent aurora- my trail ahead,
Now had been swept off the scene.
Left with no light and soul within,
An icy breeze blankets this shell of mine.
Out speaks a voice so thin,
‘Endings are where new things begin.’
Listen to the silence
of the stellar Luna,
she sings sonatas true
for the twinkling jewels~
laced in promises blue.
Listen to the silence~
painted in cosmic silk,
in the absence of strife,
she dreams in her silver
glazed labyrinth of life.
Listen to the silence,
when emeralds kiss threads
of sapphires sparkling bright
to harmonize her choir,
with mellifluous light
Listen to the silence,
you'll feel healing heartbeats,
drifting through aching skies,
in sombre hues of woes,
sealed between unheard sighs.
U drag everything into a black hole and take.
I break and clear space rocks in my wake.
We are not =, I am extraterrestrial!
Ure contacting a being who’s perennial.
Look at my spaceship! I’m out of your world.
An alien impervious to the earthly stones u hurl.
Inhale my space dust and aspire to reach me.
U’ll crack under the atmospheric pressure and flee.
I reflect on my earthly composition and fondly smile.
Now I help others thrive on intergalactic alchemy in style.
Something Bauk-Tiful Poetry Contest
STELLAR SKY - TB
Bright stars, like gold
shine, warm cold nights
and mold grand sketch.
The stellar realms their laws obey
regardless what our scopes display
or how we wriggle facts around
in outer space, on earthly ground,
to match what present pundits say.
For truth is truth whate’er the sway
of those who mark our mortal stay
while in reality are found
the stellar realms.
With reaches deeper than one may
yet fathom in the mind’s array—
enlightenment beyond the bound—
but oh delusion’s sleep is sound—
inhere within and faraway
the stellar realms.
~ Harley White
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The poem is in the form of a rondeau…
A shooting star breaks the clouds,
among racing meteors.
Evergreens stretch to catch its' tail.
as an owl hootie-hoots with glee,
at the spectacle and cricket cheers erupt,
beneath this celebratory sky.
Spiritual vanguards
pave our paths to soulsville
speck of dust rejoice
Swinging beneath the stars,
Imagining my astral body
Leaping, flying towards the sky.
Ascending toward the light of Mars,
Seeing faraway, the stellar of the Milky Way.
Floating through the illuminated darkness of space.
Thus our exodus was from one Corona
To another Corona
Somehow we found a new galaxy
Where we could settle with no taxy
There an earth like model we got
Started in hundred years a lot
Cultivation and planting tree
Thus we earthlings became eco spree
Let’s love our planet such
We never suffer from exodus much 8.
Being a gift from Solar system cool
We earth dwellers have to understand full
The significance of each heavenly object
Without any petty suspect
Let’s make our earth clean
Seeing the emerald color green
For the chlorophyll is more awesome
Than all white concrete jungle cumbersome
We took oath of not polluting the new planet
Thus being flora and fauna friendly straight 9.
Thus our travel from Corona 2019 to Corona 1724
Has taught us many a thing on front fore
Let’s have a passion pure
With ultimate vision sure
Of achieving our goal
Without any doubt I dole
Wherever we stay,
Let’s not make it a trash stray
Or else if we try to escape a Corona
There will be another Corona
No matter it may be a virus
Or any other heavenly tantrum dangerous..!! 10.
centered cottonwood
gracious leaves waves, where tree stands,
stellar before God
8/29/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
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