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When the small hand,
is half past six,
and I'm still lazing
under a price fixe,

is it time to pledge,
bidding adieu,
when I haven't yet,
seen the lovely you?

Words which echo,
never leaving the fray,
will remain in my head,
until the end of day.

What happens when,
the life you led,
goes from routine,
to a hidden dread?

I've accepted the life,
God has set for me
and know at any moment,
I may cease to be.

A father, a grandpa,
or just simply me.
I'm ok with what happens,
if my soul needs to flee.

Do I like it?
Of course not, who would,
but I must deal with it.
My role is understood.

I will enjoy, my special place,
in this, my current life,
but realize it may be soon,
when I see my lovely wife.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

On a road trip up Mount Uludağ in Bursa province, Turkey these motorcyclists found themselves above low clouds and fog in late June. With the bright Sun directly behind them, the view down the side of the great mountain revealed a beautiful, atmospheric glory and fog bow. Known to some as the heiligenschein or the Specter of the Brocken, a glory can also sometimes be seen from airplanes or even high buildings. It often appears to be a dark giant surrounded by a bright halo. Of course the dark giant is just the shadow of the observer (90MB video) cast opposite the Sun. The clouds and fog are composed of very small water droplets, smaller than rain drops, that refract and reflect sunlight to create the glory's colorful halo and this more extensive fog bow.

Photo by Cem Özkeser

Sometimes, life's insaneness,
leads to a pomposity of an individual.
Those who believe they are all wise,
and knowledgeable about relationships.

I never asked you to love me.
It was never part of the deal.
All I asked was to be friends.
To me it was the best appeal.

Now, I find myself, very confused,
because you never answer me.
No communication, brings sadness,
for now, I no longer can see,

staying as your friend,
if you won't talk to me.
What's the point, in this life,
if you're a friend, I never, see?

There are times,
when life becomes unkind.
No matter why, nor when,
when life, gets into your mind.

Why does that happen,
when everything is fine?
When those you love
to woo with a red wine.

No one knows, except it is God's will.
I don't understand, how that works.
when bad things happen to good people,
it would appear that someone shirks.

It was purple in color
it wasn't a cat,
I'm a little uncertain,
but I do know that.

It showed up one day,
as I was going to school,
and before I knew,
it was on my stool.

I didn't have much room
and didn't want to play,
I just hoped it would leave,
and just go away.

Alas, that never happened.
I still wonder and will say.
how did it disappear,
in the middle of the day?

Perhaps someday,
I will understand,
what I saw that day,
was the Deep Purple Rock and Roll Band.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

As Mars wanders through Earth's night, it passes about 5 degrees south of the Pleiades star cluster in this composite astrophoto. The skyview was constructed from a series of images captured over a run of 16 consecutive clear nights beginning on July 12. Mars' march across the field of view begins at the far right, the planet's ruddy hue. showing a nice contrast with the blue Pleiades stars. Moving much faster across the sky against the distant stars, the fourth planet from the Sun easily passes seventh planet Uranus, also moving across this field of view. Red planet Mars and the ice giant world were in close conjunction, about 1/2 degree apart, on July 16. Continuing its rapid eastward trek, Mars has now left the sister stars and outer planet behind though, passing north of red giant star Aldebaran. Mars will come within about 1/3 degree of Jupiter in planet Earth's sky on August 14.

Photo by Tunc Tezel

In early evening,
I fear the light,
when nighttime falls
and stars are bright.

What fear is there,
which lives in man,
when we must begin,
over and over, again?

A fear of the unknown,
or what lies ahead,
are often manifestations,
within our head.

At sea, in foreign ports,
places I couldn't stay.
I returned home, after many years,
and saw she had moved away

Leavin no forwarding address,
she was hidden, couldn't be found.
I left again, returning to the sea,
my ideas, once again, unsound.

I've searched the world over,
visiting many a foreign port.
Now I find my life is ending,
and my love life, I must abort.