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Sonnet XXXIX

Galactic bubble with an embryonic star least 8 times the mass of the Sun nestled in its shell. This star could one day be one of the brightest in the galaxy.
Sonnet XXXIX
Calculating the probabilities
that our world is constructed uniquely ―
intoxicating possibilities
that others will cross our way obliquely.
Let’s ponder how life might exist elsewhere,
it’s sensible! Where are the right pools
for life to begin, so temperate and fair?
Astrobiologists do not have those rules
to explain the riddles of creation,
or the imprint of initial cosmos.
Astronauts query, in the space station:
they study the origins of homos.
The knowledge they uncover is sublime,
to feed dreams we will share for all of time.
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Photo credit: European Space Agency
Astronaut Up High Limerick
Astronaut Up High Limerick
An astronaut was terribly high
She was floating around in the sky
She saw a light appear
In the shape of a spear
It’s an object they can’t identify!
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Written for: Limerick-Off Monday ”high”
Photo credit:
Three Senryu – Ponders about Spacey Matter
Three Senryu – Ponders about Spacey Matter
spiral galaxy
thiry million light years out
awe-inspiring form
Photo Credit: Canada-France-Hawaii Telescope
electrical bursts
Extraterrestrial Sprites
during lightning storms
Photo Credit: Powerful Terrestrial Sprites
dying yellow star
super-nova explosion
was once like the sun
Photo Credit: The Baltimore Sun Supernova
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Written for:
Red Time
Red Time
If time were red, could it be mapped? How would we find tomorrow?
Would the surface climb be as steep as Mount Kilimanjaro?
Could we race upon its surface? Or slide down a sheer incline?
Would shadows hide pernicious years when suns won’t rise and shine?
If time were mapped like paths in space, could we go back and forth?
In terms of time, what relates to up/down East/ West, South/ North?
We’ve heard of worm-holes and black holes, where space is brutalized.
In terms of time, will this scheme apply? Can a plan be utilized?
If time were red and twisted, could we share another day,
with someone we love and miss? Could the heartache ever go away?
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Written for:

http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/
“tomorrow”
Also Posted for:

Theme Thursday for November 24, 2011 – TOMORROW
I made the map on MATLAB:
[X,Y] = meshgrid(-8:.5:8);
R = sqrt(X.^2 + Y.^2) + eps;
Z = sin(R)./R;
mesh(X,Y,Z,'EdgeColor','black')
surf(X,Y,Z,'FaceColor','red','EdgeColor','none')
camlight left; lighting phong
xlabel('past');
ylabel('present');
zlabel('future');
whitebg([0.7,0.4,0.6]);
set(gcf,'Color',[0.7,0.3,0.5]);
Plus, I rotated AZ -36 El 58
only in isolation
only in isolation
adjacently, it’s rough, in a jagged way,
as it tickles a bare shoulder;
it was just a breeze.
conceptually devoid when
listening retrospectively
an invention that both teaches
and transforms, maybe in a book.
at her next gathering, so complex
she validates the ultimate algorithm
housing in the rurals.
will she build using inherited space?
only in isolation:
environment
landscape
twisted air.
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This is being posted
http://bluebellbooks.blogspot.com/2011/08/short-story-slam-week-8.html
Photo Credit:
http://untitledmoments.com/2011/08/12/for-uncertinme-and-all-her-ambiguousvalues/
No Ovation
No Ovation
Look, Dr. Zero
I’m in an evening gown.
He’s in a toga, strumming,
the bass line;
disco: still a dream.
He hadn’t grayed, yet
He only looked like a lion.
He tripped on the coax.
Flashes of light.
Puffs of smoke.
Some antenna fell down.
Transmission was insignificant.
I never lost hold of the mike.
They got full emotion.
I got no ovation.
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I wrote this for the
http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/
challenge called standing ovation.
The picture is from high school. I was singing in a concert or talent show and everyone said there was feedback, and no one could hear me.
Out There
Out There
Disembodied spheres,
unique;
without bound.
Causal nexus-continuity.
Extrasensory induction.
Encapsulated in momentariness.
A realm
in constant
movement
barrel jammed full
of ordinary colors.
Postulated.
Empirically.
Out there.
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I originally wrote this for the Sunday Scribblings challenge called distant.
Then linked it on

dversepoets open link night week 2
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Sonnet XXXVII
Sonnet XXXVII
Powerful magnetic forces tangled
in the solar wind, fracture and shatter
then rejoin with vengeance till flares, mangled
and twisted in bits of stellar matter,
pop-off on the solar surface. It’s jazz
played with frenzied brutality. It’s twitching
epileptically toward the poles. Viewed as
dynamic motions, it keeps enriching
catastrophic solar events. The sun
is miasmic. It is a complex beast.
It churns and quivers. It stops for no one.
A ball of hydrogen, to say the least!
Fluids ebb and flow on a disc shaped star,
materials suddenly fling out far.
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The Sun is a seething ball of ionized gas, called plasma, and has very complex magnetic fields that interact with this plasma. The Solar activity impacts the magnetic fields of the Earth. It also has significant influence on Earth’s weather.
The picture comes from:
Sonnet XXXVI
Sonnet XXXVI
Halogen splendidly shines. Tungsten floods.
Illuminated motorways span
the distinctive desert landscape. Light buds
are a bright incandescent urban plan.
Congruent energies are constrained
to white lines. Regions delineated
by mercury-vapors can be contained
in a contrasting field. Initiated,
baffling magic underscores mankind’s offspring.
They grew wings to fly and live between light
and dark. They see spider web lamps flick’ring
when sparkling crystals twinkle through the night.
Astronauts see cities like a portrait
as they sojourn through levels of orbit.
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Posted on:
OpenLinkNight ~ week 36
This comes from
It’s a picture by @Astro_Wheels AKA Douglas H. Wheelock taken on May 29, 2011 from the International Space Station.
It was hard to write. What to write about for such a cool but strange picture? I had to research types of lighting to get some great terms to add in (halogen, mercury-vapor, incandescent.)
Sonnet XXXV
Sonnet XXXV
A superstar stellar celebrity
has appeared in the evening sky. Among
the worldwide observing community,
no one ever saw a starburst this young.
The inner clockwork of this titanic
event, was ranked as a universal
episode of intensity. Cosmic
explosions were seen by professional
digital astroimagers. They prepared
very large aperture telescopes,
then witnessed what the precursor star dared
to do before bursting. Everyone hopes
to glimpse the event with reinforced eyes:
that brilliant whirlpool that lives in dark skies.
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Posted on:
Open Link Night ~ Week 34
This is a hubble space telescope picture. It’s just gorgeous.












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