π² Forest Symphony
Inside the forest,
spotlights on the tips of ferns,
the first notes rise.
My heartbeat drums
in unison with wind.
River hums from memory
the woody tune,
while trees nod
in silent harmony approve.
Suddenly, octaves above,
a melody of birds –
a psalm!
Tempo slows, in time
the movement ends.
Then mountain stands alone
echoing applause.
β Star Pictures
Stars glitter like sand
on an upside-down beach,
a cosmic display
far out of my reach.
Star pictures I make,
trace lines between spots,
with my finger sky drawing,
connecting the dots.
In the twinkling night
all the stars above me,
the bright Southern Cross
is the first shape I see.
Orion, the hunter,
is easy to find.
His triple-star belt
is completely aligned.
There’s Centaurus, the centaur,
half horse and half man.
I sketch the star outline
as well as I can.
The Gemini twins
are skinny and tall.
I draw the stick figures
no trouble at all.
Tonight, I spy planets
between real stars.
I spot Jupiter, Venus,
and soon I find Mars.
A meteor streaks,
leaves a shimmery glow.
A shooting star hurtles to Earth
far below.
In the star-speckled night
the Milky Way gleams.
When I look at the sky.
how small the Earth seems.
π Star Trip
I’m going on a long trip
in my brand new starship.
First I’ll stop a little while on the Moon.
Then I’ll follow the sky trail
of a passing comet’s tail,
and rocket past the planet Neptune.
Cruising through the Milky Way
on my cosmic holiday,
I’ll visit distant planets as I roam.
Then circle ’round the galaxy,
sail across the starry sea,
returning to the planet I call home.
πβStars
What a lot of stars there are.
How many, I can’t say.
But if I counted them all year,
I’d never get halfway.
If each star had lots of planets,
spread throughout the sky,
I doubt there’d be the numbers
to even count that high!
π Sundown
Twinkle deep.
The dark
sweeps across rooftops,
smooths out edges,
disguises walls, erases boundaries.
Space moves in.
We wrap the night around our shoulders
like a shawl.
πͺππThe Milky Way
Sparkly is the night,
the sky is laced with stars.
Our sun is out of sight.
Perhaps we might see Mars.
Beyond, in outer space,
within our galaxy,
might there be another place
where people live, like you and me?
π The Moon
Earth has one natural satellite,
best viewed beyond the world at night.
Moon’s pale face is sometimes seen
in full or half or in-between.
Upon the Moon, we could jump high –
the gravity is low, that’s why!
Moon’s atmosphere is thin, no air.
We’d have to wear a spacesuit there.
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