Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Solar System Poems 25: Bask In Light Of Jove





Spat on by neighbors,
by gossamer ring you fly.
Barnard's other star.

Red, green, and icy,
formation a mystery.
Made here or moved in?

Mother closely held,
Red spot big as twenty moons.
Bask in light of Jove.

2 comments:

tychogirl said...

Really loved these haikus! The idea of being spit on by neighbors reminded me of a lecture at Univ of MD by Doug Hamilton re: discovery of a new ring of Saturn (2009). He described ring debris pelting a moon like "bugs on a windshield." Hoping you won't stop writing astropoetry at the end of April!

Andy said...

Thanks for your comment and support all month! I'm much more of a music guy (such as it is) than a poetry one so the focus in the blog will go back to that, but I'm considering doing poems more often than one month a year.... :)