Very nice entries so far. This one is going to be tough to pick a winner!
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Very nice entries so far. This one is going to be tough to pick a winner!
Moonbird's kick-off poem has been my choice from the beginning, so here's to all of you who participated and a fond farewell. I'm leaving the forum, Expressions of true pain find indifference, and I can take no more...
Congrads, Moonbird on your wonderful award-worthy poem!
Thank you Pen, we'll all miss your wonderful entries! I'll get to work finding a pic for the next contest... In the meantime, I have no idea how to attach a picture to a post so could someone enlighten me please? :)
Below is the link to the pic for the next contest. If I figure out how to insert it directly into the post I will do so but don't get your hopes up, I'm not very computer-savy.
Anyway, if you'd like a little background info, this picture (I stress that is is a real picture, not a painting or computer creation) was taken by the satellite Cassini as it passed behind Saturn. The eclipsed sun shining through the rings creates a breathtaking effect. Being an astronomy buff, I thought I'd try it out here. (I set it as my new desktop background too :))
I'll set the deadline for the last day of this month. Can't wait to see what you guys come up with!
http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap061016.html
Insignificance from Saturn's Perspective
I think I see that pale blue dot
That flickers through our glorious rings.
It's far too small for you to care.
No need to look for wonders there,
Although as dots it's rather rare
And some have claimed it sings.
Thanks hillwalker! Here's the pic:
http://www.online-literature.com/for...pictureid=8845
the ball of the planet plunges
like a drop of water into a pond
an infinite, ever expanding circle of rings
ripple the fabric of eternity
what once was will be again
in a never ending cycle
Pendragon
L'Oeil de Chat
Down drops the cat's eye token orb
Grave it penetrates into
the cosmic jukebox
The orb's chatoyancy permeates
the ęther like muted ripples
upon a placid pool
Space and time halt as if
in the same breath awaiting
the saturnine response
of majestic Holstian song
:tailor STATELY
Is this the image?
http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/image/0610...gs_cassini.jpg
yup..
Yup see my 5/13 post if you want a little background info about it before you write your poem :)
Your form is oblate, a word
once used for children
given by their parents to the church
in service of their god.
Perhaps this is why you have a halo.
But you bear the name of a different god,
dedicated agriculturally
by pagan Romans,
with your festival a mischievous affair;
an excuse to drink and misbehave.
We, so much cleverer than they,
unveil your mysteries with robot probes,
take pictures, and declare your miracle
resultant from the natural forces
of the universe. Our faith is science.
Cold, cold beauty,
Pristine and pure,
Ringed with glittering ice,
Haloed with borrowed light.
Perfect.
We see you now,
Framed and displayed,
laid bare to our fatuous stare,
But you remain aloof and lovely,
As only a cold beauty can.