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First was the light,
springing from her eyes.
No longer young,
now more mature.
She still attracted those,
who fancied them close.
Say not the words,
stuck in the mouth,
for all I know,
were on their way South.

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NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

What are all those streaks across the background? Satellite trails. First, the foreground features picturesque rock mounds known as Pinnacles. Found in the Nambung National Park in Western Australia, these human-sized spires are made by unknown processes from ancient sea shells (limestone). Perhaps more eye-catching, though, is the sky behind. Created by low-Earth orbit satellites reflecting sunlight, all of these streaks were captured in less than two hours and digitally combined onto the single featured image, with the foreground taken consecutively by the same camera and from the same location. Most of the streaks were made by the developing Starlink constellation of communication satellites, but some are not. In general, the streaks are indicative of an increasing number of satellites nearly continuously visible above the Earth after dusk and before dawn. Understanding and removing the effects of satellite trails on images from Earth's ground-based cameras and telescopes is now important not only for elegant astrophotography, but for humanity's scientific understanding of the distant universe. Astrophysicists: Browse 2,800+ codes in the Astrophysics Source Code Library

Photo by Joshua Rozells

I'll see you tomorrow,
no matter what I've said,
unless a strange message
explains I may be dead.

Sadness seeps from
out her eyes,
as she talks to me
with words of sighs.
"I miss my dad"
who passed away.
I want to see him
now, here today.
"My fathers gone,
and so is mom.
I am alone ,
no one to look after me.
Why can I not see
my loved ones?"

Perhaps, I should buy a new boat.
I could go on the water
to see if my words float.
There is always a frightening time,
when I worry most about the words
and if I can have them rhyme.
I like the words I use to be,
to sound melodic, have rhythm
and be a word song to me.

Few words
I see,
is love
for you,
and me.

Forever the night,
seldom the day,
I try with my might
to not go astray.
You are my love,
for you are my way.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

The Whirlpool Galaxy is a classic spiral galaxy. At only 30 million light years distant and fully 60 thousand light years across, M51, also known as NGC 5194, is one of the brightest and most picturesque galaxies on the sky. The featured image is a digital combination of images taken in different colors by the Earth-orbiting Hubble Space Telescope, highlighting many sharp features. Anyone with a good pair of binoculars, however, can see this Whirlpool toward the constellation of the Hunting Dogs (Canes Venatici). M51 is a spiral galaxy of type Sc and is the dominant member of a whole group of galaxies. Astronomers speculate that M51's spiral structure is primarily due to its gravitational interaction with the smaller galaxy on the image left.

Photo by Bernard Miller

A golden light
before the rain,
brought sunshine,
curing the pain,
of another grey,
and cloudy day.

Burn the bridge,
cross the creek,
fire your cannons
until you cannot speak.
The war was lost,
or was it?
Tell me the words
to guide me along
this path of
destruction. Confusion
reigns, as I am
mired in this pit
of anxiety and self-pity.

The life I've known,
is gone. Away from here.
To see memories fade,
day after day,
as the love you knew,
no longer remembers,
your name or you.
She wants me nearby,
every waking minute.
A need to her,
a suffocating blanket,
to me, yet I love her still.