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foam
foam
canned cream
at your mouth
in your face
fall flat air bubble fairies
toothlessly smiling
with balding hair
of baby similitude
like bellwort slobber
sputtering radioactive blood
cold, solid steam
carbonated, chlorinated
fumigated, undulated
meta foam
like carpal fountains
of spread fingers
certified, personified,
versified foam
cools rage
quenches nightmares
smokeless frosting
delivered by messenger service
soothing, illimitable
universal soup of life
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Meeting the Bar: Impressionistic writing
Image Credit:NASA, ESA, M. Livio and the Hubble 20th Anniversary Team (STScI)
Sonnet 42
Sonnet XLII
The black hole’s great singularity tow
draws everything into its gravity
cauldron. Pay close attention to it grow.
Since collapsing vigorous cavity
is so different from any explosive,
yet cosmic event that’s been seen before,
annihilation will seem corrosive.
Detectives troll the universe for more
gamma ray bursts. All of the light is sucked
in its massive gravitational pull.
A tidal disruption, an implied duct,
insatiable, and never to get full.
Galaxies harbor black holes in their heart
where mid-sized stars existed at its start.
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OpenLinkNight ~ Week 55
Photo credit: NASA handout illustration of a growing supermassive black hole
radiation rampage
radiation rampage
fluctuating flight
magnetic motion
mercurial mantle
faux fizzing fluxes
flares forced further
through tortured
traumatic tension
flowing flexibility
roiling ribbons
corrugated cycles
capricious cannonade
radiation rampage
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R is for READ
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OpenLinkNight — Week 44
Image from The Grand Duchy of Stollen
@OldeYellerCat asked me to write a poem about the solar activity
Photo credit: NASA Sciences and Exploration Directorate
Near Earth Asteroid
Near Earth Asteroid
comin’ from the sun
a whisker away from Earth;
whiskin’ from one direction
whizzin’ by in another
sling-shot space rock
rims off our planet
skims off gravitational well
like a perilous mass of rubble
might sail by harmlessly
at a butt-clenchingly close gap
might pass inside
the ring of manmade satellites
narrowly missing
the bull’s eye; its image may
get trapped inside a dish
or it could fade into the beyond
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Brian Miller asked me to write this in honor of the asteroid that is coming way too close tomorrow. Well, it’s a space poem, how could I NOT write it? Thanks Brian, for putting me up to this.
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Theme Thursday for December 1, 2011 – INSIDE
Photo Credit: Not sure, got them from Brian Miller