I
Humans took Ancient Stories of constellations to science
And laughed - all the way to the modern laboratory
Just as Copernicus and Galileo would - at Ptolemaic Flat Earthists
God laughing when our inventions "saw" twin quasars in 1979!
II
Better and bigger telescopes all the way to Hawai'i ignored God
God is NOTHING at best; SATAN rules, or just PROTOPLASM
Until we see Earth is not central; lost in the cosmos
300,000 million planets in our Milky Way alone may have life!
III
The best telescopes and inventions got lost with Dark Matter
All that we see - however totaled - is 5 percent of the Cosmos
No scientist can see or dissect DARK Matter & Dark Energy
Yet, these are keeping the Coma Cluster of galaxies "untorn" -
And Einstein knew, too, GRAVITY can help us see (quasars, trajectory)
IV
Hail, Vera Rubin for finding the speed of stars in Spiral Galaxies
Hail, Fritz Zwicky, the one who gave us "neutron stars" and "Supernova"
And Einstein for Gravitational lensing, the key to moving Science on
Also said, "Science without religion is blind; Religion without science is lame."
God hides as Gravitational Lens and Glue in the cosmos; Know Him? No Him?
Categories:
vera, jesus, universe,
Form: Didactic
So, the regimental adjutant is to command 3rd Company
As we escort three million francs to Puebla?
Leave it to the general to trust such a fortune
To a band of misfits led by a staff lackey
Who can’t even shuffle cards, hampered as he is
By that ridiculous wooden hand.
Well, I just hope the good captain’s prick
Isn’t characterized by splinters.
We’re likely to get a good screwing
Before we accomplish this mission.
Categories:
vera, history, military,
Form: Blank verse
Goodbye, Vera Lynn then, goodbye
Fly high, little bluebird, fly high
At the white cliffs of Dover
They think it’s all over
It is now. Go on, have a cry
© Gail Foster 18th June 2020
Categories:
vera, bird, england, obituary, sad,
Form: Limerick
the forces sweetheart
a shining light in the dark ~
we will meet again
Written 18th June 2020
Categories:
vera, tribute, war,
Form: Senryu
Aloe Vera
Surprise herb
Ancient and now
Categories:
vera, adventure, arabic, care, children,
Form: Haiku
Ever heard of Aloe Vera Oil Shampoo, my friends?
Not since the Napoleonic Wars were nearing an end
It's been around since
Pretty young nymphs
Danced playfully around fountains in their Depends
Categories:
vera, success,
Form: Limerick
It was a forties erectile dysfunction scare,
The home had become a war zone,
The warhead was damaged;
The wife was breathing fire,
Auntie Google pointed to Aloe Vera
For remedy with little side effects.
I picked one thorny leaf on the side road,
Squashed it into my water bottle;
Ooops, what a thorny taste,
I soldiered on, I had to be restored;
I kept on sipping.
I was back on track without counting;
Sunrises nor sunsets.
My diamond warhead is back
The wife ululated, what is your secret?
What a wonderful sign!
Now I smear it on my face,
On my arms, upper body,
Soon it will be the whole body;
What a glow,
Got the women staring;
You got a nice fragrance;
One whisphered the night last,
I polish my shoes with it;
Dust sits on them with a grudge.
An ode to Aloe Vera,
The miracle thorny leaf,
Just add water.
Walk in my bedroom,
You see my funny looking water bottle,
Never despise it!
Categories:
vera, health,
Form: Alexandrine
Mabel Vera Cone
1893-1911
No one knew I existed.
No one knew I died.
No one, not even my family,
Knew I lived in the back,
Out back, way behind the small white house
On shady Canobie Street.
No one cared one iota.
No one wondered where I was
Or where I was going.
If loneliness were a flower,
I would be the faded one,
Growing and struggling reluctantly
Amidst the devouring weeds,
Out back, way beyond and hidden there,
Amidst the consuming burdock
And the golden creeping jenny there.
When I died that day,
The last Saturday in moody June,
I was alone and afraid.
No one knew I existed.
No one, not even my family,
Knew I was dying.
Dying in the darkness,
Dying of inescapable isolation,
The disease of misery and melancholia,
Out back, way beyond and hidden there,
Behind the small white house,
On shady Canobie Street.
Categories:
vera, death, lonely,
Form: Epitaph
You are my nexus
to this world; the reason I'm
here as an earthling.
Categories:
vera, earth, longing, love, science
Form: Senryu
Vera
Death is everywhere this Sunday morning many dead trees where
I walk renewal everything has to go, but a dead baby rabbit blocks
my way the night had been too cold and her mother killed by a fox.
A steep track I stumble over an exposed root or was it death that
had a bit of fun, the sky and earth swivel I have to get up before big
earth ants carry me away there are millions of them ten thousand of
then dragging me underground starting with my gums then my tongue
fleshy ***** and reluctant balls are reserved for the queen she will be
displeased and give my genitals for her slaves to chew on.
I have to bend down again to retrieve my camera full of ants I pee on
them and the scurry away I have to buy a new camera but why should
I record what no one will ever see, a reluctance to accept morality.
The track is too steep another defeat only nature witness my tears of
frustration, back home I watch a TV program called “Vera” this mad
woman police inspector wish I had her obsession to find the truth
I still struggle to find out what it means.
Categories:
vera, allegory, art, bangla, baptism,
Form: Bio
As the soft golden sun
Licked the aloe vera in my room
I felt a red sensation
Coming out in a lovely bloom
I sought to read the book
Lifted it from my chest
And look! It was a soft river
Coming to slowly into a crest
Spontaneously came whispering words
Like the summer breeze in a forest
This way, this way are the birds
They will heal our wounds sorest
These small moments of tremendous wealth
Help retain the windows open
Blowing in great winds of health
Blended with words unspoken
_______________________________
Categories:
vera, beauty, bird, blue, creation,
Form: Lyric
Yep, this summer is sooo nice -
Everything's running as in a race.
It's hot, you ask the nurse for ice
To cool off your wicked long-haired face.
Windows bear long water drop hues,
Quirky birds are soring in the sky.
Girls in special hospital shoes
Look as geese that are trying to fly.
Stillness and coolness, all is loose.
Emptiness is digesting my thoughts.
Nurses are putting gold August
In plastic droppers for later use
Recently visitors are rare,
There is cozyness of paths inside.
I feel the operation's scare -
They'll cut you off me and will hide.
Categories:
vera, seasons, summer,
Form: Lyric
Try eating an apple without this hurling
Little sigh of yours concerning
The fact that society's sick to its core
And that your soul is so damn sore.
Without pondering, contemplating whether
This perspective and this wheather
Would make a nice or the gretest shot with him
And not considering his whims -
That's what would make a real nice charm.
So be with this yummy apple from this farm,
With its scarlet side and pearl flesh
Instead of a debate with self or a thrash.
How's eating it? Is taste flowing?
How's the first minute of your freedom going?
How do you like this pure, honest
Statement of Mother Nature this still August?
It's great here, right? Having overcome
Triad obstacles and as you stare into the sun,
Seeing flaws of rationality.
Can't eat an apple? Don't start with spirutiality...
Categories:
vera, august, beauty, inspiration, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
As if suddenly mountains are unwinding sideways -
Solution, supply-well - all reasons you put aside
And appeared to be greater than truth and resided -
Necessary as if you're mine forever, always.
A region with no more words existing - that is you
As jolly childhood approaching closer in the dark
Oilcloth, tag in the yard and crushed cherries, flying sparks,
Ticklish feeling, manna, rice and wrinkled grass, "Guess Who?"
You're sleepy, in love, indisputable like master
Staring that its joyful yet scary like a rumen
How would I now live in this stare of such pure jasper,
Nettle, malachite, atop polytrichum common?
Oh and I'm no good at all at being so direct
Or being sweet-toned to the point so that it scares
And I sneak into your hands - you are surprised I care! -
Fears, plastic, flowers, silliness, alongside insects.
Hi! You smell of river's bank or hedge,
Sublunar, summery and in fresh sedge.
Deadlines, tests, requirements and courses
For one another set mere fools indeed.
But we are four greedy hands that need
To discover them appointed verses.
Categories:
vera, poems, poetess, poetry, poets,
Form: I do not know?
Those go to Goa who are due
And wired like you and a little screwed,
And inclined to obesity -
Explorers of electricity
The ground smells rich with leaves of tea,
Your footprint on the beach is a seal.
Silence seminar's aimed, weaved
Just for those who were summoned to plead.
Such a coordinate system
Where east is west and where north is south.
Lime, grapes, pomegranate - here listen! -
Are creating inside you a mouth.
My height determines the shadow,
Pulse is dictating shore break with shells.
Today is that day of mellow
When you are finally born as self.
Here you go, an alphabet, dear
And here you go - a whole new planet.
God's pretending he never met
You and that He is not in fact here.
Categories:
vera, poems, poetess, poetry, poets,
Form: I do not know?
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