The big, huge meteor headed toward the Earth. Could nothing stop it Maybe Bob could. He was suddenly on top of the meteor---through some kind of space warp or something. 'Go, Bob, go' yelled one of the generals. 'Give me that' said the big-guy general as he took the microphone away. 'Listen, Bob,' he said. 'You've got to steer that meteor away from Earth.' 'Yes, but how' thought Bob. Then he got an idea. Right next to him there was a steering wheel sticking out of the meteor.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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A Shooting Star Is Not A Star
A shooting star is not a star
Is not a star at all
A shooting star's a meteor
That's heading for a fall
A shooting star is not a star
Why does it shine so bright?
The friction as it falls through air
Produces heat and light
A shooting star or meteor
Whichever name you like
The minute it comes down to Earth
It's called a meteorite
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Finale
Across the sky a streak of light,
a shooting star, a meteor.
Against the darkness of the night,
a sight I’ve often seen before.
I sometimes wonder where they’ve been.
Before they’re caught by gravity
and forced to play their final scene
and burn out spectacularly.
Each one I’ve seen was similar
and yet unique in its own way
A meteor or shooting star.
In its last moments would display
its signature across the sky
A rather splendid way to die.
25-Mar-09
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Remiscing What You Surrendered...
you stop in a certain space
you spend time
sometime longer than what that space requires
then it gets crowded
space grumbles
and time wants to run faster like a leopard
at a certain point
you become a passive observer
like a marker of the road
you forget speech
because time does not give you words
you lose sight of corners
space is arrogant
it is only for a while
you gain flesh
you remember syllables
your bones get back that hardness
that it has surrendered
before
because space and time give you
love, and affection
and then suddenly strip you with it
it is not late
there is still a few fireflies resting upon
a crown of leaves
you glisten
now a meteor you move somewhere else
because you
do not fail to remember
going there is remembering.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Restless Soul....
the soul that is restless
wants to stop and say everything
sort of
last confession before it finally
ends its journey
but it cannot stop for now
it is taken by this disease of obsessive-compulsion
propulsion
like a meteor into space
not having met the wall of space that must
explode it
and scatter it into pieces
of nothingness
it is a wind without a break
not into a placid worship
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Men of genius are often dull and inert in society; as the blazing meteor, when it descends to earth, is only a stone.
quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Men of genius are often dull and inert in society, as a blazing meteor when it descends to earth, is only a stone.
quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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In Th? ? Utur?
Were life just a metaphor,
And a flaming meteor
Fell to earth tomorrow
Bearing foreign spore
And though the past was never there?
And the future, under a stone,
Scuttling, like a scorpion!
A million megatons of dust
Doodled out of mooing earth,
Suspended in the crystal air,
Then settling on the puffball tongue,
To pronounce the sentence of our doom
And cancel out for evermore
This pain, this rage, this waste, this sorrow?
poem by John Paul Wilson
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The Eighth of September
This day, Today, was a brimming glass.
This day, Today, was an immense wave.
This day was all the Earth.
This day, the storm-driven ocean
lifted us up in a kiss
so exalted we trembled
at the lightning flash
and bound as one, fell,
and drowned, without being unbound.
This day our bodies grew
stretched out to Earth’s limits,
orbited there, melded there
to one globe of wax, or a meteor’s flame.
A strange door opened, between us,
and someone, with no face as yet,
waited for us there.
poem by Pablo Neruda
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Where Was The Pen?
they came
visiting in
the night
dazzling
lines from
the divine
they glistened
in the fashion
of crystal clear
water, out to sea
meteor bypassing earth
here i am
in full regret
holding on
to a golden
moment
without
the gold
lines never
to come
knocking
again
and my pen
where was it?
where was it?
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The White Birds
I WOULD that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea!
We tire of the flame of the meteor, before it can fade and flee;
And the flame of the blue star of twilight, hung low on the rim of the sky,
Has awaked in our hearts, my beloved, a sadness that may not die.
A weariness comes from those dreamers, dew-dabbled, the lily and rose;
Ah, dream not of them, my beloved, the flame of the meteor that goes,
Or the flame of the blue star that lingers hung low in the fall of the dew:
For I would we were changed to white birds on the wandering foam: I and you!
I am haunted by numberless islands, and many a Danaan shore,
Where Time would surely forget us, and Sorrow come near us no more;
Soon far from the rose and the lily and fret of the flames would we be,
Were we only white birds, my beloved, buoyed out on the foam of the sea!
poem by William Butler Yeats
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I conclude, therefore, that this star is not some kind of comet or a fiery meteor... but that it is a star shining in the firmament itself one that has never previously been seen before our time, in any age since the beginning of the world.
quote by Tycho Brahe
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I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
quote by Jack London
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A friend of mine described it this way: When they were born it was like a meteor landed in our house and blew everything apart. We had to just put all the pieces back.
quote by Christine Lahti
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Waking Up With Pain In My Head
a pain in my head
wakes me up
reminds me of
my dream last night
falling from the sky
like a meteor
suddenly hitting the
ground
breaking and i see that face
'twas me
how can that be?
how can someone fall
and crash so hard and stil find
its own face
whole
its body
whole
its mind
whole
its spirit
so unbroken?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Infinity
turn what your brain
inside out
and it will fill
a space
large as the universe
- plenty of of planets, stars
you know as well
as many you dont know
- the way you are puzzled
over infinity
the joy to learn that
that this infinity outside
- each planet, star, meteor -
wait to be given names
by this infinity - boxed -
in this little head!
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Watch Me Passage Burn
poetry is my mind drug
I come off it buzzing
an all consuming flame
watch me passage burn
a meteor terror in flight
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Wee-incarnation?
A grain of sand on the ocean shore
Ride the wind this mushroom spore
A wee mustard seed, easily ignored
‘Til next I return, as a large meteor
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Ostentation
Pods of amazing light
come blazing upon the night;
UFO's on the warpath? , pouring out a lethal wrath?
No, tis not so
merely a meteor shower, providing an awe inspiring sight.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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mourning dove cooing
meteor arching the sky
stone skipping on lake
all must fall, become silent
yet not grief for a drowned child
tanka by Lillian Susan Thomas
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mere touch
it passes like a stranger
nothing interesting
on a hot day
the tongue twists
asking for water
the teeth grits
asking for more
tonight what shall i be?
a wolf? you will fear me
i could be the moon
that embraces all of you
i can be the grass
where you sleep and dream
a touch from your body
makes me a tree
a sky, a world, a universe
i become a meteor
living through
an infinite space
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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