You’ve been outside my orbit for years now -
a floating, beautiful body in deep space.
I have been so centered around the Sun
that I barely noticed you
until little bits
– words like meteors crashing into my atmosphere –
made me wonder what it is I have been missing,
out here, in my own system of heavenly bodies
too far away to touch.
If this poem is to become a telescope,
my eyes are now fixated on the ways our gravities intersect,
and I feel your pull more than ever.
I stretch my fingers until the breaking point
only to see you fade behind the shadows
of the moon,
so I wait … wondering …. worrying …
writing so that I may never forget
what you look like.
[...] (typeof(addthis_share) == "undefined"){ addthis_share = [];}Bud Hunt had a neat picture of planets this morning, as he encourages us all month to write poems every day. His image sparked this poem from me this [...]
Johannes made a lucky choice of Tycho’s observation
For Mar’s eccentricities provided inspiration
The planets, it seems
Don’t have circular schemes
But they do have another conical section.
Kepler space telescope launched three years ago to look at one patch of sky, about 100k stars, to search for planets by transit method or dimming of star as a planet transits. It has been very successful, and was to terminate this year, but recently got a four year extension in funding. Nasa/Ames has a lot of stuff posted about the mission.
The universe.
The planets.
Our earth.
All of them make our world.
It is the place where we all live happily.
It is the place where we share our love.
It is the place where we all will
Live in.
There is no where else like our universe!
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Heavenly Body
You’ve been outside my orbit for years now -
a floating, beautiful body in deep space.
I have been so centered around the Sun
that I barely noticed you
until little bits
– words like meteors crashing into my atmosphere –
made me wonder what it is I have been missing,
out here, in my own system of heavenly bodies
too far away to touch.
If this poem is to become a telescope,
my eyes are now fixated on the ways our gravities intersect,
and I feel your pull more than ever.
I stretch my fingers until the breaking point
only to see you fade behind the shadows
of the moon,
so I wait … wondering …. worrying …
writing so that I may never forget
what you look like.
http://cinch.fm/dogtrax/poetry-podcasts/418053
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[...] (typeof(addthis_share) == "undefined"){ addthis_share = [];}Bud Hunt had a neat picture of planets this morning, as he encourages us all month to write poems every day. His image sparked this poem from me this [...]
Johannes made a lucky choice of Tycho’s observation
For Mar’s eccentricities provided inspiration
The planets, it seems
Don’t have circular schemes
But they do have another conical section.
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What are those Kepler planets? I haven’t heard of them ever. Nice pictures above. I guess I need to review my astronomy now.
-Philip
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Kepler space telescope launched three years ago to look at one patch of sky, about 100k stars, to search for planets by transit method or dimming of star as a planet transits. It has been very successful, and was to terminate this year, but recently got a four year extension in funding. Nasa/Ames has a lot of stuff posted about the mission.
The universe.
The planets.
Our earth.
All of them make our world.
It is the place where we all live happily.
It is the place where we share our love.
It is the place where we all will
Live in.
There is no where else like our universe!
Star Gazers
A little girl stares up into the sky
Gleaming orb of the moon
Shimmering twinkle of stars
And unblinking planets stare down.
Humming softly to herself she wonders
Who is up there?
What do they look like?
Days spent doodling spindly arms and bulbous heads
Dreaming of first contact
Who will meet them?
Years pass – her gaze drops to the clouds
Then down to the horizon
Further down to the little ones on her lap
Two little boys and a young woman stare into the sky.
Gleaming orb of the moon
Shimmering twinkle of stars
And unblinking planets stare down.
Who will reach them?
http://www.mariaselke.com/2012/04/star-gazes-poem-6.html
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Many fingers,
Many hands,
To keep them all up
in the air,
at once.
In finding more,
and more,
The Juggling Marvel
does increase.
In simpler times,
There were just One.
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I imagine where the shadow casts
the doubt and wonder that is masked
yet mirrored in image just below
a cloned life we yet to know
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