Source of heat and fuel for life
Beautiful at the horizon
Painting clouds and sky
We bask and burn in her glory
And she sits supreme at system centre
Girdled by her planets
Visited by stray comets
Regally burning
Interior electrons impede her light
Rendering our glowing orb opaque
Not that you can see this
It would burn your eyes out
Ooo yes, I forgot about the birds. We saw some actually bang into trees, confused!! And the silence was...eerie. When the light started to come back again, it was proper goosebump time. Literally - goosebumps. Cows started lowing, birds started singing, dogs began to bark. Intense! Also THE best excuse to drink lager for breakfast ?
There is definitely a poem waiting to be written, eh?
Oh dear, now I've got to check the last line before putting up the next poem! ?
We stayed at home and saw a partial eclipse --still great though. All the house martins returned to their nests thinking it was night, and the world went very quiet. I'm sure there's a poem in there somewhere.....
Ooo - TWO poems with killer last lines. I sense a pattern emerging ?
Seriously, do really like this poem. A light touch with verb and noun and adjective, about one of my favourite things to think about. Smashing.
ps - I took my small daughter to the solar eclipse in Cornwall years ago, while my Dad had kittens back home about her going blind by looking at it. My cruel sense of humour was BEGGING me to call him and tell him there was no point taking her to the cinema when we got home, cos she wouldn't be able to see the film ?
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Candi
Fri 2nd Jun 2017 15:38
I love this Kim ? I was intrigued as soon as I read that you were an astronomy lover too. Great last line. Pow.