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Off the rail.
Off the wall.
Down the stairway,
Into the hall.

Echos, strange,
they are,
when heard up close,
or from afar.

A lonesome wind,
so cold, so hard,
blowing across,
the Courtyard.

With the Sun
and no more rain,
we will plant,
flowers again.

Flowers, with
colors bright,
ready for the,
first sunlight.

What happens,
when you think
what you've written,
is wasted ink?

Part of our life is handling the loss
of a loved one. There are many ways
not unique to myself. I wrote this, 6 years
ago. Prophetic, perhaps but my feeling
at the moment.

Humor must be in a place,
when we write of our emotions.
If not, are we human?

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NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Three bright objects satisfied seasoned stargazers of the western sky just after sunset earlier this month. The most familiar was the Moon, seen on the upper left in a crescent phase. The rest of the Moon was faintly visible by sunlight first reflected by the Earth. The bright planet Jupiter, the largest planet in the Solar System, is seen to the upper left. Most unusual was Comet 12P/Pons-Brooks, below the Moon and showing a stubby dust tail on the right but an impressive ion tail extending upwards. The featured image, a composite of several images taken consecutively at the same location and with the same camera, was taken near the village of Llers, in Spain's Girona province. Comet Pons-Brooks passed its closest to the Sun last week and is now dimming as it moves into southern skies and returns to the outer Solar System. Almost Hyperspace: Random APOD Generator

Photo by Juan Carlos Casado

The Sun set in the West,
as it was supposed to do.
Why are you here,
disputing that too?

You are a known liar,
no questioning you,
for the damage you've done,
harms all of us too.

May I tell you a story,
of a long time ago,
when myths were real,
and adventures were so,

fantastic to read,
let alone go,
to the end of the world,
for the big show.

An early time,
in the life of Man,
or all Humans,
you must understand.

A time of joy,
a time of strife,
when a husband,
searched for a new wife.

Not all woman,
are stronger than she,
but this lovely one,
was stronger than he.

Her strength, in numbers,
was the shape of her hand,
she caught all the tear drops,
which fell on this land.

(Continued)

A story so strong,
it would never fail,
for it was only once,
when you could hail.

Love of another,
more beautiful, than thee.
Love from the many,
who could make you flee.

Flee this world,
which we now see,
full of sadness,
and no civility.

Go from this place,
you poor excuse for a man.
Quit abusing your power,
which you don't understand.

The earth turned,
the butterfly flew.
What in the world,
did you just do?

You created a ripple,
in the Cosmic array,
causing discord to love,
on the very next day.