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By Ghost
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18 November 2007 |
The ebony canvas of midnight
Spangled with intricate stars
Entice my gaze to wonder
Could there be such as life on Mars
The intergalactic lighthouse
The sphere we know as the moon
Hangs like a Chinese lantern
Evading my arid Lampoon
The planets aligned in formation
Resemble immense stepping stone
Perhaps the stairway to heaven
Spanning the great unknown
Comets that travel eternal
Descend from galaxies afar
In the scheme of things were miniscule
How vulnerable we are
My thoughts drift way beyond light years
Pure interstellar reverie
Perhaps on some distant planet
Somewhere out there someone wonders like me
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Written by Phil (6836 comments posted) 18th November 2007 | One or two places where you've forced things for the sake of rhyme. Not a new subject - though I don't remember a poem dedicated to it. However, a couple of nice images. I liked: The intergalactic lighthouse and The ebony canvas of midnight The problem (it seems to me) with tackling a well worn idea is to find a new angle. Phil | Written by punchy (504 comments posted) 19th November 2007 | I really liked this poem, its nice to read one that everybody can understand therefore can be appreciated by all agegroups and not just the intelectuals with dictionaries for brains, unlike myself! |
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