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Smoking a Cigar Below the Stars

 

In the old, sad and quiet night

I cannot show the awe and pain of stars

No matter how or what the words I write

 

Their cold and lonely distant light

Spills into the room like the smoke of a cigar

In the old, sad and quiet night

 

Catching at the last hope in sight

I travel with my thoughts so far Read more »

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Meteor Shower 2010

The meteors were falling

but you had already fell

out of my life

like the shooting stars

gone in an instant

after you lit up the sky

with your glorious light

silence between my father and I
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Wild Child's picture

Waiting For The Stars To Come Out

 

We are not what one would call

“traditional”

 

We are not wise in the 

eyes of the world

 

We are not “boy meets girl”

happily ever after. 

 

We are “official” but I can’t stop wondering

what we are.

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holding the stars

holding the stars
saw this picture on tumblr and got inspired :) [this is just kinda a random combination of words so i don't know how it will turn out, i hope you like it]
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sometimes it feels like i am holding the whole universe
on my frail shoulders;
supporting the sky like Atlas because it is my curse
[and my blessing]
to hold up the heavens and keep the stars far enough away
that you can look up at them on warm summer nights
and think about how beautiful they are.
 
more than anything i want to hurl off the universe,
give it to someone else to hold for a little while,
while i grab a fistful of stars and hold them in my hands
like water, but they won't ever fade or slip away because they are
everlasting
and i want to be able to open my hands and watch your face
become lit by the brillant light of the stars that i know you admire
everynight, all alone on a grassy hill with an old oak tree
and i want to join you so we can look at the stars together.
 
but i promised that i would hold the sky, hold the
universe on my frail shoulders and so
i can only dream about you and watch you admire the stars
that i, someday, want to pour into your hands so you can hold them
with me.
 
 
Mini_little_me's picture

Wishing On A Broken Star

“If you could name that star, what would it be?” He quietly whispered in her ear while pointing to a star among millions. His lips grazed her ear tickling her heart. She laughed a little in the darkness, wrapping her arms around his waist.

“I wouldn’t name it at all…” Her eyes scanned the sky. Her face became serene all emotion vanished. He looked at her and realized in that moment he wanted and cared for nothing else but her. He wished this night would last forever; that her hands would never be removed from the warmth of his side. That the sparkle in her eyes would never fade, her laugh would never subside.

“No?” His words escaped his lips without thought.

“No.” Her eyes skipped across the sky and paused on his face. Her heart raced inside her chest. All she wanted was for this moment to last.

. . .

He opened his eyes; The alarm clock screaming in his ears. His fists clenched tight. Bad dreams... good dreams then, only he wished it were reality. Sadly it had been a year, he wished she had melted into the sky, faded into the moon, the clouds or something… maybe even be that nameless star. But dreams were all he had left. She had died that night… He blamed himself.

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Black Holes and Stars

The stars are all lines up,

And maybe they mean something.

They seem so small,

But if what scientists say is true,

And they are a big flaming ball 

That could eventually turn into a black hole,

Then I must be really small.

And if Stars are small,

And there are other solar systems,

With bigger stars,

Then I must be, really, really small.

And I can assume that turning into a black hole isn't too much

Fun,

So my problems are small. Read more »

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Starry Eyes (take ii)

  I care for nothing more than I care for you and your eyes. Your eyes are beautiful and I know it's cliched to love someone's eyes more than the rest of them but that's because there's nothing more beautiful than a pair of eyes. Eyes are shining and they are always shining-- little balls of stars. 

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Sweet Dreams My Love

Close your eyes and go in a dream land

there your wishes will come true

into the light you will go

smiling in your sleep

I'm here with you holding you tight

forget about everything

go into the deep

I'm here to stay

with you in my arms

kiss the blue sky away

here comes the moon with the shining stars

chasing the sun away

beatiful and sparkling like crystals

sleep well my love have the sweetest dreams

I'll be here again when you awake.

 

 

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Dancing Smiles

Stumble upon dense textbooks, and notebooks,
and binders, pencils, erasers,
in this densely-populated world of hippies,
nerds, jocks, and beauty and misery and pain,
in this densely-populated representation of--
stereotype. Read more »

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Outshine the Rest

A few nights ago I decided to take a stroll among the stars. I gazed in wonder at each one, remarkably different yet similar. They each had a certain characteristic about them, an arrogant atmosphere that enveloped every one of them.

My attention was called to a star not too far off from where I stood. I walked toward him slowly, and admired his innocent beauty. But when he saw me staring, he shrunk away. Read more »

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Moonlit Eden

The white moonlight gives some faint definition 

To the contours of your face in the night.

 

Stars in the Sky

There are stars in the sky
And lights on the ground
But nothing as bright
As your eyes.
My eyes are red
Your eyes are blue
If I can fall asleep tonight
I’m sure I’ll dream of you.
So I make a wish
On a passing plane
That some day
Out paths will cross again.
I lay my head down
And think of how you always heald yours high
I close my eyes and shiver
But my heart is warm
Because I’m thinking of you.
I drift in and out
Of sleep
And each time I awake
I wonder where I am
I don’t want to be here
I don’t know what to do
I can’t think of anything but you.
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Starry Night

A starry trail weaves through the clouds in the sky,
glimmers like the eyes,
doesn’t end until it reaches the end of the galaxy.
There’s a heart in the sky,
a bird,
an amorphous shape.
Through the translucence of the night,
anything can be found,
any shapes of the spectrum of the mind,
any chimerical wishes,
any shooting stars
at any time.

Each star glints with magic.

Stars

Stars

No one

is ever

alone.

If you feel lonely,

look up.

There are

a million friends

waiting up there,

for you to remember them.

Twinkling happily,

they wave,

and give you

welcoming hugs.

They giggle,

and dance,

and twitter

like birds,

but really,

they are just

balls of light

and happiness.

Don't forget that.

Don't be lonely,

because really,

you're not alone.

Forever Gray

The sky seems as though it shall be forever gray.
And never to be that perfect blue again.
And the sun will never dare to shine.
Or peak behind the dismal clouds.
The only thing that will be bright in our sky,
is the lonesome moon,
and it's fellow stars.
Otherwise,
as thought is seems,
we will experiencing eternal rain.
And lasting thunder,
pounding against the ever dampening earth.

Where Stars Come From (A Greek Myth)

The moon is a gentleman. Elegant and quiet. Peaceful and caring. But he never has any company. He is lonely and longing for a wife and family. He feels as nobody appreciates him because nobody ever sees him. He watches couples taking walks and talking and falling in love with is light. But he wanted a love of his own. Read more »

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The Night Sky

Have you ever looked up at the sky during the night of any day? Have you ever seen a night sky without any light interference? - It is beautiful. Looking up at the night sky makes me feel at home; peaceful. The stars are a forfilling sight, especially when there is no light interference and you see all of the possible stars that you can. There are hundreds of thousands of stars, filling the night sky. I just find it very easing to look at the night sky, to stare up at it until your neck gets sore; or to lay on a lawn chair or the grass until you start to feel dew. Read more »

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Stars and Soldiers

So quiet under midnight stars
Soldiers gaze smothered in battle scars.
Some shoot bye across the sky,
And others gleam shinning with pride.
As they look out among the night
Little ones dream, tucked in at night.
All the men sit down to rest,
And remember what they once said.
“Stars in the sky shine, but very small
Look up and know after all
The littlest star grows big and bright
So tuck into bed and sleep goodnight.”

Watching Stars Glimmer at Night

Living in Vermont means
swimming in a warm pool
on a hot summer day,
every lasting weather,
sledding down and icy hill
on a cold day.
It means
Raising animals
In my aunt’s back yard farm,
Watching a buck slowly walk along
with my uncle and cousins,
playing soccer with my friends
all day long.
It means
Four-wheeling in the mud,
Watching the leaves on the trees
Change color,
Babysitting my cousins,
Sitting by the campfire
Sinning and roasting marshmallows,
Watching the stars at night
Shine brightly through the sky.

Jennifer Read more »

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Talk (Across the Universe)

Talk (Across the Universe)

Funny thing is,
Everything ends
You’re no longer near
But when the sun is gone, I don’t have a fear
You are here

If we could yell across the universe,
Oh, the things that would burst
From these lips of ours
We’d be free of these bars

I would tell you all I know
Of our planet down below
You’d tell me how all goes up there
The moon by your side, floating in air
I would stare

The stars we would wake
Before the orange daybreak
The galaxies would turn and stare
But I wouldn’t mind, not with you there. Read more »

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Freckles

I wish I had freckles,
Like stars in the sky.
Scattered across everywhere,
Leaving beauty in unseen places.
I wish you’d find my constellations,
Find my Orion, my little dipper.
Connect the dots with your fingers.
Leave my stars longing for more.
I’ll shine bright for you.
Climb onto your rocket and,
Be my astronaut.

Through the Window

When I look out the window
at night,
I see a million lights,
shining down on earth.
Even tough the stars are exploding
A million years ago,
and we see them now,
they are still beautiful,
and not to mention far away.

I also see big bright star,
but that’s no star; that’s our moon
where we had been dreaming to get to,
since the start of mankind,
and finally after many attempts, some fatal,
we reached the moon.

The first man on the moon,
Neil Armstrong, said a quote,
a quote that would not be forgotten,
“This is a small step for man, a giant leap for mankind.”
Those words are forever remembered and will continue to be,
but I also see space or the final frontier.
Someday we will travel through space and beyond.

I also see a key to our survival,
but someday will cause our downfall:
the sun.
Unless we can travel to those stars and beyond,
because the sun will one day explode and destroy our galaxy,
so we’re not as individual countries. Read more »

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To Fly

This just popped into my head. It may be continued...

She lived on a star at the end of the galaxy. All alone, trapped in the endless confines of the empty edge of space, alone in desolate blackness, framed in cold, starlit light. Her world, her star, was nothing, devoid of any oxygen, and water, any life. There was only her, her and the infinite space.
At least, that was what it felt like.
Her star was a tree, framed with other trees, a forest of leafy splendor that reached eternally up into the clouds, burying itself in the stars. The real stars. Read more »

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The Universe

Now look at me
here and now
bestow your eyes
my face upon
I have a world to tell

Look at us, in the meadow,
stars aglow.
You, my sister, my mother,
my father, my brother,
my friend, my lover

replace my friend with yourself,
and come to hear my story
I'd like to tell you too,
of all its glory.

T'was a night such as this
when I first began to feel the surrounding bliss
The moon smiled, the stars laughed,
The flowers raised their heads up to the sky
to hear why the light
was laughing in the night

Do you feel the love pulsating?
It comes not only from me and you
But from the whole universe, and everyone else too.
By everyone I mean every being,
and though I've never known you,
I feel as though I love you too.

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Stars

The shooting star I never saw
Surely can’t be very far.

Its light is hidden from me now
Behind a blue charade and clouds.

But when night comes I shall look up high,
Because I will see by and by
Its light that does so brightly shine.

And I know there will be a time
When looking up I shall find,
The star’s glow has disappeared,
Yet this is the time to persevere,
For the stars will someday shine again here.

Sun, moon, stars, rain

By Shania Perham
Clarendon Elementary School, Grade 5

The sun shines and gives us light
The moon shows it's time to tuck our blankets warm and tight
The stars shine and twinkle at night
The rain is falling; drip-drop, drip-drop -- what a great sight

Different weathers and different colors
That's the way of nature.

Trees and the Seven Seas

Trees and the Seven Seas

I wish I could give you the ocean,
the moon and the trees,
the stars,
the lakes, and the seven seas.

I wish I could give you the hills,
the valleys and the sun,
the sky,
the fields and flowers by the ton.

Stop,
look until you find it,
not once, but twice,
because it’s all there.

~Hannah Luce

Tiny Suns

Tiny Suns

Katie Bedell - Grade 6 - Charlotte Central

They dance across the sky,
Mini suns, lighting up the night like fireflies.
Zooming through the universe, racecars on the Milky Way
Forming constellations,
Like the Big Dipper and Orion’s Belt.
Tiny specs of light, blanketing the heavens, leaving no room for black.
They dance across the sky,
Those beautiful, natural creations are
The Stars.

The Stars

The stars,
The most looked at things for their beauty.
But if I could look at your beauty
as much as those stars,
My life would be as full
as the world is with stars.

*For my Ali*

Night

She comes awake, not quite too soon,
and throws her blue silk
all the way up high.

She spins across the silver moon
And giggles as she throws
the stars into the sky.
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This poem came from the "and giggles as she throws/ the stars into the sky" line. I'm not sure about the first stanza, so any comments/help would be appreciated! Thanks!

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