#stargazer
We went barefoot_
To the edges of where
The earth uprooted, and
Trees lay barren, with sand
tracks bearing testimony to a
Wretched depravity of time !
And we lay threadbare
In the cool April_ night,
Gazing upsky for hours,
Waiting in expectations,
For ñ elusive silver_light,
Of the fiery celestial might.
Of it's exhilarating approach,
and it's rapid tumultuous demise,
East onto west; upon the lunar sky.
And we wished to capture it, but
All that we could come up with,
Ws' an oak tree, in its wry solitude
Standing stolid, sly and slender_
Mere spectator to the cosmos,
Yet, laughing at our fascination;
Of a lucid spectacle,
Which it did witness,
In its forlorn anomaly,
Innumerable instances
Of it's stoic incessant
Time.
Apr 22, 2020
Apr 22, 2020 at 3:49 PM UTC
I have stood out on a dark night with no cloud to hide the sky.
And allowed my pupil to focus to become a night time eye.
I have marvelled at the bands of pearl all strung upon the air.
And gazed upon the awesome beauty of the magic awaiting there.
Wisps of faintest cloud stretched through the sparks of light.
Shine like opalescent jewels against the blackness of the night.
Dark filaments and veils against the brighter bands.
That in minds eye give the illusion of fingers sifting sands.
On such nights I have raised a scope to see what I could see.
And have been astounded by the wonders uncovered there to me.
Stars so very distant and of every fiery shade and hue.
Some seem of yellow gold and some of the most crystal blue.
I have looked upon the clouds of gas remnant stars no longer there.
And seen the lustrous beauty of how stars die painted in the air.
Silhouettes of dark clouds that hide where new light is born .
Against backdrop much brighter seemingly blown apart and torn.
Lens turned to the blackness where my eye could see no sights.
Magnifying an endless field so distant of heavens burning lights.
Endless is the wonder and vast and timeless is the scale.
Out upon the universe where only light has time and speed to sail.
Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 10:38 AM UTC
My dear shooting star:
never fall from the heavens
just to be with me.
Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 7:38 AM UTC
Flowers sway careless
I'm a budding stargazer
A flourishing Queen
Jul 27, 2018
Jul 27, 2018 at 5:59 PM UTC
Once I was a preserver
a wayfarer
a maker
but later
you turned me into a useless stargazer
by losing the will of being your tracer
I ceded my kismet on becoming an engraver
I grew to be nothing but a moveless eraser
Jun 6, 2018
Jun 6, 2018 at 3:40 PM UTC
I’m a star gazer.
I watch sky so much,
That I feel I’m a part of it.
What if I came from a star?
What if that’s my home?
What if that’s why,
I feel that I don’t belong here.
Sky,
Stars,
And Silence
Keep me Alive.
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 10:52 PM UTC
they called me naive
for being kind
wishing people
to always be fine
giving my heart out
to those
who burn me out
they called me dreamer
for wishing
of my own lover
a home to come back to
when i have nowhere to go to
but darling
i call myself a star-gazer
with mind full of dreams
and a heart full of hopes
here
take both of my hands
hop onto another land
grant my only wish
for i am a believer
that you and i
are both good together
Jan 22, 2018
Jan 22, 2018 at 1:14 PM UTC
Stepping through into darkness
Street lights drowned out by solid silhouettes of trees
Distant stars brought closer
In awe of the dramatic beauty of the vast night sky
Feet still
Face upwards
Eyes drinking in the fullness of space
Blue light traces as shooting stars race
Vision made aware of bursts of incredible meteors
Moving through my universe
I would stay and drown for hours in the deep ocean of the stars
Glad to feel so small against something with no edge
Limitless mysterious infinity
Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 3:59 PM UTC
Please forgive me, Star.
I seem to have spammed you with
Notifications.
Dec 22, 2016
Dec 22, 2016 at 9:18 PM UTC
Realizing in
that very moment, when your
hair was coloured with
nocturnal darkness
and your eyes revealed the fair,
starlit sky itself,
at last, I happened
to become my true self: a
found one, a gazer of stars.
Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 4:13 PM UTC
You are the sweetest guy I have ever met.
You know all the right things to say,
you shower me with compliments,
make me laugh when I feel like crying.
You never cease to amaze me,
with your beautiful way with words.
Each line you text me,
a breath of poetry.
Your heart is an ocean of gold,
with nothing but kindness in it.
You chivalry is unmatched,
by the other guys I'm used to.
I cannot imagine a day without your words,
sending pangs of happiness up my spine.
I'd love to thank you
a million times each day,
but the time zones won't allow that.
One day I hope to meet you,
have that dinner we talked about.
See your smile in person.
Trace my fingers over your tattoos.
Hear your laugh when listening to my stories
of American high school.
We could stay up all night,
swapping stories in the dark.
Sit in the field near my house,
just gazing at the stars.
Pun intended
May 1, 2016
May 1, 2016 at 8:53 PM UTC
She and I lay out
under the stars once
To find shooting stars
and privacy.
She told me she loved me,
and held me close,
And I believed her.
But in the darkness
I couldn't see her eyes.
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 4:32 AM UTC
I like my women like I like my flowers,
down to Earth, and she’s rooted to the concept.
From her orchard, orchids cry out that she’s
a beauty. A beauty as bold as baby’s breath
but she’s not soft-spoken. It’s written in her
blue-eyed, irises that she’s a stargazer
with a heart made of marigolds, laced together
by Queen Anne. She sprouted out of that cracked
cement with tulips curled to the cosmos, greeting
morning glories with a stellar smile, that I fell for
like a shooting star. She’s a bloomed-beauty that’s
bound to this Earth, and well, I’d pick her up any day.
© Matthew Harlovic
Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 12:09 AM UTC