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Disrobe the rhythm in my heart.
Let it ceremonialize its own unsympathetic departure,
in the dead of winter.

Let it yowl like a pack coyotes.
Then let the wind take the
melody to Jupiter in Capricorn.
inspired by lexi's mingle
Mitch Prax Sep 1
Io
I still hope
that we fall asleep
on Io
tonight.
Joel M Frye Aug 4
when a young Ghost
is more substantial
than an old man,
the living must accede
to the un-dead child
Response to reading Ghost of Jupiter's work.  If you haven't read her...do so.
DIPTI DHAKUL Jun 27
You can’t walk to Moon
Neither can you walk to Sun
Never will red, or Ring help
The second planet always mourn

Negotiate and Negotiate

27 moon in its orbit
yet an startling soul

The blue planet and
One closest to the Sun
just hems round and round

The gas giant planet just
hangs and hangs
and its Great red spot
would not let us even toll

Out of her core, Out of her heart
Day by Day Earth falls
And none can help!
red-Mars, Ring-Saturn,The second planet-Venus,   blue-Neptune, 27 moon in orbit-Uranus, Gas giant and Great red spot-Jupiter, Closest to sun-Mercury
Cox Apr 14
Jupiter moon,
You make my heart swoon.
Different to mine and earth’s,
You have worth.
Although you’re not a star,
You can equally shine and light up the galaxy from afar.
Alia Dec 2019
Giant, awesome planet
Made of no rock, no water, just gas
Pulling everything in reach towards it
With so much force some end up crushed

We cannot go near you
For fear of being pulled into you and dying
Maybe you just want someone to talk to
Lonely planet in the sky

Humans are so fragile, aren’t they?
You can’t even let one get close to you without breaking them
Lonely planet, forever lonely, forever apart
Carlo C Gomez Nov 2019
They must have some significance (?)
Perhaps she's into vanity
And just likes the way they look.

Maybe she's engaged to Jupiter,
But like so many men
He never intends to close the deal.

Could be they gently hold her in place,
As she otherwise has a far amount
Of wanderlust inside her.

Then again, there's always a chance
Her moons have conspired
Against her,
And aim to keep her prisoner.

Whatever it may be,
She's a mystery up there.
I only hope and pray she's happy
With her situation.
It's her life after all...
Sometimes there's more going on than meets the eye
This is a scam
This is a play
They play me
You changed your name
You thought of me
I thought of hate
Mark Toney Oct 2019
super blood wolf moon
Venus and Jupiter kiss-
howling for romance
1/20/2019 - Poetry form: Haiku - On January 20, 2019, Forbes magazine wrote the following: "Are you ready for tonight's Super Blood Wolf Moon? A Total Lunar Eclipse will be visible from all of North and South America, and Western Europe. It's set to be a dramatic occasion, and one not to be repeated in terms of visibility for many years. However, few people are aware that just hours after the eclipse there will also be an unusual pairing of Venus and Jupiter in the pre-dawn sky.  In fact, though the headline refers to those in North America, anyone in Western Europe watching the Super Blood Wolf Moon turn red will be able to see Venus and Jupiter 'kiss' just above the eastern horizon while an eclipsed red Moon sinks in the west." - Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2019
Ira Desmond Aug 2019
Saturn’s rings
are disintegrating

and Jupiter’s great red spot
is shrinking

and the ice caps on Mars
are sublimating

and our very own Moon
is slowly untethering itself
from Earth’s gravity.

In eight billion years,
the Sun will turn red and swell up

like a toddler on the verge of tears,
and incinerate

Mercury, Venus, Earth, and Mars—
all of our histories and fossils,

our legends and loves,
our monuments and our ruins.

You and I will be long gone by then, of course—
nonexistent to the extent

that we’re not even aware of our own
nonexistence.

Some people may think of death
as an inky void,

but it must be far more final than that—
an inky void would be copious by comparison.

What if there is simply nothing
on the other side of the curtain?

Perhaps it would be for the best.

For I never was able to avert my gaze
while driving past a smoldering wreck,

and you never could build up the courage to take a look.
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