~Astronomers Skies~
Where Moon and stars collide
....Deep in the afterglow...
Wrapped like embellished word's
...Where Super Nova's Grow...
Where Galaxies are the Universe's gleam
...To many a discerning astronomers eye...
Culminating with the answers of the heavens'
...Sharply seen in the brillant night sky...
Asteroids-Meteorites-The Shooting Stars
...Swift rapid flow downward to the earth...
Leaving a glitter-like trail
...Filling all with glee and mirth...
Can be like a shimmering fire works display
...Oft' seen upon the 4th Of July...
Creme-de-la-Creme-Ethereal delight
Upon our Universe we can all most always rely
Dedicated to: Chris and his' Brother 'Mike
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The dawning of first light
Before the beginning was the Word
and in the emptiness God was heard.
'Let there be light, ' the Almighty said,
as newborn light shone and off it sped.
In the nothingness light exploded
each photon with God's power loaded.
Creating the vastness of space
as it shot forth at a colossal pace
Then the universe began to grow
filling the great void as it did so.
Stretching through the darkness of the night
filling the universe with virgin light.
Gods' omnipotence was there displayed
as stars and great galaxies were made.
These things immeasurable by man
The Almighty measures with a span.
Based on Genesis 1 and John 1
On A Night Like This
See the Milky-way, a great bowl of wonder
Filling the sky amidst the crisp magic air
You are in the stars and the stars in you
The camp fire crackles, the breeze is easy
The night is old and sleepy
I watch the heavens in silent wonder
You are my star child, laying in my arms
Comfort me in your serene universe
An owl hoots, the loons are calling
Everything else is in peaceful bliss
I am justified and cleansed
Only God could make a night like this
A shooting star flickers
The lake is like a dream
The fire brings pine tree shadows
The crickets are playing their music
Your face dances with fire light
Time is a drama from the heavens
The north star is bright tonight
There's nothing I miss on a night like this
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Gods Touch?
In swirlded the stardust...
From the corridors of the galaxies gates-
Dancing in joy and unison (a ballet of comets) -
Super Nova's of yesterdays fate.
A shimmering of a thousand and one starlets.
Appearing like crystal clear diamonds in the sky-
In one corner of The Firmament-
Glistening asteroids shoot on by...
Oh the Heavens are so welcoming-
As many epiphanies emerge from their source-
A throne upon high with our Lord at the head-
A crown renewed, as Gods almighty force...
Pleasantries have no room now...
For serious issues must be addressed...
Honoring Him with all of my might-
As the wind on my cheek certainly must be His caress...
April 14,2009
Dedicated with special prayers for:
Debbie B.
poem by Theodora Onken
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The Stars Are Brightest
i
the stars are brightest
on the deep blackness
of the night
ii
not on those brightest days
can you feel the glitter
of a single star
iii
no on the deep scarlet of our grief
can we for once
change into stars
show that our hearts glow
like diamonds
in the ocean floor of our
sorrows
iv
twinkle, glitter, glow
there is also meaning and beauty
in this sorrow
v
we do not have to be mud
others have turned to the god of the rocks
we can be stars
meteors shooting brightness in dark space
galaxies expanding
to build a new world
we can be suns of glory when others explode
and be gone for worst
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Super-Moon
The astronomers, common people, kids are gazing
At the Super-moon that has appeared in the sky.
The super-moon is so big, so bright, so charming
That the bystanders cannot even blink their eye.
Next day, the burning furnace of the Sun will burn
The shimmering of Super-moon with its warmth.
What will change tomorrow? Will the waves turn?
Will fate of the poor change? Can death be birth?
The poor who sleep at rough footpaths of the city
Were sleeping starved in the chilly moonlit night.
They had nothing to do with the moon's luminosity,
If the moon were bread they could eat it with delight.
poem by Osman Gani
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Light Sources
Tendrils of effluent light
Capture the night
'Tis borne of desperation unsung
Grasping for glimmers
The star-lit shimmers
Before-it all-comes undone;
Galaxies befriend Mother Earth
The Universe in solumn prayer
Light sources urgent need-bellowing
'Neath a blanket of blackened despair;
Dark side of the moon-now fading
Venus-now brighter than noon
Super Nova's flash their shimmers
Lunar changes arriving soon;
Before the dawn breaks in the east
Before the rise and the glory of the sun
In need of effluent light for the desperate night
In need-before new day has begun;
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Dedicated To: All Who Have Helped
To Shine A Light On
Certain Unfortunate
Situations Of Late.
Thank You-
poem by Theodora Onken
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Desires and Disillusions
heaven, grant me my wish
i want a sky, so clear and bright
with stars like pearls in the oceans of galaxies
and a crescent moon that will smile at me
heaven, please make it real
i want that starry night to suddenly turn so dark
and from nowhere i would see a spark
a star will fall and will glitter at my sight
heaven, that star will fulfill my childish wish
and i will wish that she'll be with me tonight
together we will watch the rain of fire
with shooting stars in that starless romantic sky
heaven, grant me my wish
i want a star to send her my message
i want a star so that she won't forget
she will remember forever that flash of my love
heaven, that is my wish
a shooting star for my miss..
poem by Mhawi Rosero
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The theory and remedy
Time in a billion years after
Shall cease
And everything grinds to a halt,
Do you not feel the distant stars
Moving faster away from you?
Things move away rapidly
Stars explode
On the fringes of this universe
Shooting through space
Jump then to another
Universe
Before ours gets used up
The luxury of worrying
About our age
Shall now dissipate
On a rundown universe
At any rate why
Worry? I do not intend
to go 60
33 was just perfect.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Young Years Of Kiwi Dragons
Weet-Bix and Marmite grows
into Kiwi friends Kiwi beers
great legendary Kiwi Years
“Our wings were flying in the sun....
Dreaming of a wind that would make us sail....
We had the moon and sun behind us....”
there were no horizons that could bind us
no stars galaxies big enough to swallow us
no supernovae in cosmos could out shine us
we burned super stars movers shaking our universe
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The theory and remedy
Time in a billion years after
Shall cease
And everything grinds to a halt,
Do you not feel the distant stars
Moving faster away from you?
Things move away rapidly
Stars explode
On the fringes of this universe
Shooting through space
Jump then to another
Universe
Before ours gets used up
The luxury of worrying
About our age
Shall now dissipate
On a rundown universe
At any rate why
Worry? I do not intend
to go 60
33 was just perfect.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Above The Atmosphere
If I could climb a ladder to the stars.
Forget my fear of heights and upward glance.
To see the heavens twinkling down on me,
Making me feel that I could freely dance.
If I could spread my arms and touch the stars,
And shake their glitter down upon the earth.
Giving such hope and joy to all below,
Lifting up the pure essence of their worth.
If I could, in my hands, cradle some stars,
And feel the warmth that they would surely own.
The universe would all around me be,
And I would feel a peace I’ve never known.
If I could wish upon those sparkling stars.
Way, way up high above the atmosphere.
I’d ask that our sad world would fill with love,
Sent down to us from God who’s always near.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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All my pupils are the creme de la creme. Give me a girl of an impressionable age, and she is mine for life.
quote by Muriel Spark
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Do You Believe In God?
The Universe unfolds each day, God's map for lost Mankind,
Yet to the sun and moon some pray with faith that's oh so blind.
The Universe holds secrets still, alignments in the stars,
Perhaps one day we'll get a thrill from Jupiter and Mars.
The Universe sends forth its sounds like Morse Code from above,
But even while noise does the rounds, there's not one word of love.
The Universe has stars to spare and yet what are these worth?
So I believe it's best to care about what's here on Earth.
This Sacred Earth is where Christ trod as He preached to and fro
And where He led the lost to God... and bled... His love to show...
This Sacred Earth stores memories of Calvary and more,
Of Israel and God's prophecies fulfilled and yet in store.
This Sacred Earth still spins in space awaiting Christ's return...
For miracles that must take place and lessons Man must learn.
This Sacred Earth obeys God's Laws - it's us God must forgive.
Faith's choice is mine and also yours. Christ died that we might live.
Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2011.
poem by Denis Martindale
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Untitled 27
to understand how this world works
where the stars are kept
how this earth intervenes on the affairs
of the sun and the moon
why the frog sings when it rains
why the geese are noisy on their
v-shaped migration,
to me, is plain, crazy,
we are here not to understand at all
we are given gifts to accept
we are here to wonder and appreciate
why worry? enjoy what you see
taste what's so beautiful and delicious on the platter
on the table
we indulge in conversation
we toast a drink to this beautiful universe
we are amazed by the stars
and the heavens
we are caressed by the sun and the moon
what more do we have to argue about?
such a waste of such a short time span
i like to spend it some more bathing in the pond
with the swans.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Before the beginning
Before the beginning was the Word
and in the emptiness God was heard.
'Let there be light', the Almighty said,
as firstlight was born and off it sped.
Into nothingness light exploded
Each photon with God's power loaded
Creating the vastness of space
light shot forward at a colossal pace.
Then the universe began to grow
filling the vacuum as it did so.
Stretching through the darkness of the night
igniting the void with firstborn light.
Gods' omnipotence was there displayed
as stars and great galaxies were made.
These things immeasurable by man
The Almighty measures with a span.
Ah! Strange Inconstant Northern Star
Ah! strange inconstant northern star
That in your trail behind you seem to leave
A trail of frost invisible
Into the long night of the universe
Tall and half-visible strange inconstant star.
I, too will inconstant as you be
And be
A father to new stars from more than one
Roaming restless and macho in the universe
Into the long night of the universe
And then
A million seeds and more will ride
Down the trail of frost invisible
Into the long night of the universe
Tall and half-visible strange inconstant star.
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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A Love of moon
A LOVE OF MOON
SKY, EARTH AND ALL UNIVERSE,
YOU CAN SEE A LOVE OF DIFFERENT KIND,
LO..... LO...., CONSIDER ON IT,
A LOVE OF MOON AND THIS WHOLE NATION,
THE MOVING OF MOON IS SHOWING NATION'S CONSERVATION
AND DUE TO THIS MOON, YOU CAN SEE A HUGE CONSTELLATION
AND WHEN STARS COMES NEAR, MOON SHOWS HIS INDIGNATION
AND DURING THE LULLABY, WHEN STARS STARTS THEIR INSURRECTION
MOON CAN'T BEAR IT, BECAUSE HE'S A PURE LOVER OF NATION
SKY, EARTH AND ALL UNIVERSE,
YOU CAN SEE A LOVE OF DIFFERENT KIND,
LO..... LO...., CONSIDER ON IT,
A LOVE OF MOON AND THIS WHOLE NATION,
BUT AFTER SOMETIME MOON FEEL A LOT OF VALIFICATION
AND TRY TO BE A MISANTHROPE THAT SHOWS MORTIFICATION
HE SANG A LAST MADRIGAL AT THE TIME OF SEGREGATION
AND NOW HE NEVER COMES ON EARTH JUST AFTER VALEDICTION
NOW CHINGARI'S HEART ALWAYS BURN BECAUSE HE KNEW HIS VALUATION.
WRITTEN BY,
W.A.CHINGARI.
A GREAT MYSTERY.
poem by Waqar Arshad Chingari
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Outside Myself
I look through my body
at the world, the stars, moons,
stars beyond stars
I know there are stars, moons
stars beyond stars too
circling all within my finite self
this temporary sphere I am crowned with
the aura that shines from these
trillion of cells
all the moving atoms,
electrons, protons,
the universe inside and out
I look at them
from my infinite self
god the puppeteer
skillfully playing
the beginning, the end
I came out of the two walls
the human brain is kept in
to take a peep at myself, the universe
the moons, suns, universe,
stars beyond stars
I find a galaxy I possess
so many stars, moons, suns
the cells blazing with life, light
all working out of my control
as I join god to take
a look at his worlds
a meteor flashes by
a cell loses hold
flushed by blood to another world
all the stars, moons,
universe outside and inside
all the cells that I own
that soon would squeeze me out
to join the plane
where I could view
the beat of the universe
standing beside god
witnessing all his designs
wondering all the motives
behind his pupputeering
the moons, the suns, the universe
the cells acting out his drama round and round
casting off light
I saw a star burst
light light years away
the cancer patient
carrying a cell
that too has burst
soon to cast that black hole
over the finite self
the infinite journeys to
rest on another finite self
the universe
I stand by the creator
to look at his puppeteering
wondering his motives in his design
my mind flying outside the brain
I look at the the world, universe,
stars, moon, meteors, stars beyond stars
and myself that
swing with stars, moons,
stars beyond stars
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Between the Creator and Me
I look through my body
at the world, the stars, moons,
stars beyond stars
I know there are stars, moons
stars beyond stars too
circling all within my finite self
this temporary sphere I am crowned with
the aura that shines from these
trillion of cells
all the moving atoms,
electrons, protons,
the universe inside and out
I look at them
from my infinite self
god the puppeteer
skillfully playing
the beginning, the end
I came out of the two walls
the human brain is kept in
to take a peep at myself, the universe
the moons, suns, universe,
stars beyond stars
I find a galaxy I possess
so many stars, moons, suns
the cells blazing with life, light
all working out of my control
as I join god to take
a look at his worlds
a meteor flashes by
a cell loses hold
flushed by blood to another world
all the stars, moons,
universe outside and inside
all the cells that I own
that soon would squeeze me out
to join the plane
where I could view
the beat of the universe
standing beside god
witnessing all his designs
wondering all the motives
behind his pupputeering
the moons, the suns, the universe
the cells acting out his drama round and round
casting off light
I saw a star burst
light light years away
the cancer patient
carrying a cell
that too has burst
soon to cast that black hole
over the finite self
the infinite journeys to
rest on another finite self
the universe
I stand by the creator
to look at his puppeteering
wondering his motives in his design
my mind flying outside the brain
I look at the the world, universe,
stars, moon, meteors, stars beyond stars
and myself that
swing with stars, moons,
stars beyond stars
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A Great Wonder
It is no wonder
the grand Universe
does not go asunder
which is so diverse
as a spider-web grand
made up of Galaxies billions
with many a connecting strand
of Stars trillions and trillions.
It is no wonder
when our complete Solar system
in its motion performs no blunder
with its Planets, and Sub-system
being a part of Milky Way
along with asteroids and comets.
All the components with precision play
from their appointed posits.
It is no wonder
the Earth revolving around the Sun.
Even when we ponder
the circles of the Sun's turn
to the centre of the galaxy
of stars in true radiancy.
It is a great wonder
and an exclusive mystery
as to how the kind human mind is a blender
of gore, and murder is the query!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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