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Desert sky

Driving in a roast red desert
Headlights staring into primeval dark
The untrammeled sky glorious

Above us a bridge of stars
Rivering between rocky horizons
At once near and so very far

Cricking my neck to see
I bounced around the back of the open jeep
Absorbing, amid the shudders, splendor

Star birth and death, worlds hidden by distance
Great glowing nebulae
Fat in the centre, a devouring black hole

Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond

 

Time

I have loved you for so long
That the moon has moved measurably in its orbit
Islands have grown, jungles fallen
Empires have been toppled
I loved you as a youth
And now at the apogee of your prime
I love you still

Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond

 

…and all of this is true…..

………the Moon has retreated 132 cm from the Earth since we first kissed………

Glory

astronomy-picture-of-the-weekend-8And we stand upon this globe
Asking of the Universe
What?
Recognition?
Salvation?
Whatever you please
In it’s glory
(Shown by our ingenuity and craft
As we build orbital telescopes)
The Universe does not need us
Unless as an observer
Are we here simply to watch?
Look up, look up
Glory awaits

Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond

Sprawling vistas and visitational rights by Camille…

What a wonderful poem……. I found it at https://aestheticallyintrigued.com/2017/03/22/sprawling-vistas-and-visitational-rights/

Of course the astronomical metaphors are right up my street!

aestheticallyintrigued

Your horizons, my dear,
are plainly far too vast for mine own eyes to ever
comprehend
Contemplating the beginnings and the ends of shooting stars and
where I might pivot to be thrown almost tragically amongst your orbit
Perhaps I can see
our galaxies intermingling at some point on that dazzling horizon
Blue flashes bursting frivolously
signalling crossed paths
Nueral pathways do not matter here
here in the depths of our very own spacetime,
My dear,
my cosmic laden, star studded, dear,
this dimension could be ours
So,
extend to me your gravitational pull
and I would encircle the planet of your heart
without falter

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Royal Edinburgh Observatory

Royal Edinburgh Observatory

Poor lost instrument, trapped in your tower
Where the dome never opens from year to year.
They no longer use you to search the heavens
Battered and bruised, missing parts, you lurk in the darkness of your cage
If only I could find glass plates, unwrap them in the dark, open the dome and set you free

  Copyright © 2015  Kim Whysall-Hammond

Re-blogged from 2015.

Epithalamion

Epithalamion

Moon dust pervades our lives
Giant steps were what we took
When we started aged seventeen
We have spent happy times on this moon
Half walking half bouncing
Across the years
On or under, we are gleeful lunatics
Still glorious in our love

Copyright © 2016  Kim Whysall-Hammond

 

reblogged from last year….

Open Sky

Infall
      Protons
          Particles
                        Masses
      Bathed
          Photons
                        Neutrinos

Light is lifegiver and deathbringer
The open sky pretends to shield
But cannot fully

The vagaries of the universe
Plague our houses, peck out our DNA

Ozone and magnetosphere have allowed us to live
To evolve and think
Think ourselves safe

Knowledge is perhaps power
But it reveals destiny

Infalling rock
Or the next local supernova
And we are gone

Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond