Your eye
nebula cloud
speckled star’d
eye
waiting, orbiting, what if
under that layer bright
there is a layer of else
a multiverse
universe
alternate
Your eye roving, aching
in morning mist
with super nova
where gravity is
what it must be
nebula speck’d exoplanets
graded bigger
then demoted
as Pluto
Clouds of child stars, atomic
dust, condensed heavy
your other nebula a twin
not identical but linked
being
the birther of generations,
cluster clouds
star nurseries
orbiting
the dark matter
energy
with its own
implied beauty
Interesting take on the image.
strangely the image came after and I am not sure which took me longer. But I do like them both
The photo is incredible.
Thank you, it is a composite of two picture I threw together in Photoshop
Beautiful poem Bruce, I am happy to see you writing again, I enjoy your guest bloggers but to quote a song “there’s nothing like the real thing baby…”
Thank you muchly
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Beautiful poem Bruce, I am happy to see you writing again, I enjoy your guest bloggers but to quote a song “there’s nothing like the real thing baby…”
This is amazing, Bruce, with powerful imagery
Thank you for saying
I really liked it, been meaning to tell you that since earlier today when I saw the pic, but took me some times to get a happy relaxing time.
This could be use as the intro for a documentary.
Thanks and I am thinking of using the picture as a chapbook cover