First Light Machine

Calm. Serene
The lion lay –
Waiting. Inside
Its solarized ray.

Tepid. Angry
With indifference razed –
Fierce. And challenged
And never fazed.

Cooley. Cautious
And deftly feared –
Almost silent
When its power reared.

Prepared. And ready
To encounter rage –
Enveloping everything
On its worldly stage.

Chepheus >>

 

Hat Tip: W. Hamilton – “On a Lion Enraged at Seeing a Lad in the Highland Dress”

Creatures of fancy
Preachers of slight
Creep into consciousness
Deep –
Into night.

Chance Superposition >>

 

The depth of an eye
The breadth of the storm
Carve dark and deep rivers –
Into a soul searching,
Swarm.

Iris Nebula >>

 

Darkened skies
Shining through
Simply asking,
Who, are you?

Pons-Brooks >>

 

Charging its way through
Is a not so subtle view
Staying true –
To its wonder
Of beauty
In you.

NGC 7714 >>

 

A silence deep in glowing caves
Is never quite alone
It wonders in its quiet waves
To race and run from home.

Its spirts shine within the deep
To find a common stare
It shields us from a truth so steep
For how we see unfair.

Our deepest threat, our deepest care,
Is unique at each owns grave
Our silent screams are muted there,
Where fate, outruns, its wave.

NGC 2237 >>

Hat Tip: “The Ocean” by Nathaniel Hawthorne

 

eyes
futher more
surfaced in reflecting gloss –

just beneath
just as real,
as though
a drop
fell full,
into a glass
turning
stretching
into a mix
of color –

lost in its intensity
it’s life and the pain
that draws our beauty out.

Seagull to California >>

 

Hat Tip – “Eyes” by Some Person, 2014

 

Wrinkle wedge sisters
Wrangle through time
Wrestling with whispers
Through its weathered –
Design.

Melas Chasma >>

 

Ejected hard materials
Explodes –
Its true remains

As random dust etherials
Demands –
It’s earned domain.

Cassiopeia >>

 

Seven sisters, in the sky
Shining bright, for all to spy
A cluster of, stars so fair
Guiding visions, everywhere.

In ancient times, they were a guide
For sailor, soldier, and and those who bide
Their light in winter, shining clear
A beacon of hope, drawing near.

So let us look, up to the sky
And see the Seven, Sisters rise
A reminder of, the beauty there
The infinite expanse, place we share.

Hat tip: ChatGPT – OpenAI

Messier 45 >>