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Lamps are dim,
lights burning low.
I'm in a local bar,
no place to go.

I don't wish to drink
not even have a few,
for where I am,
there is nothing to do.

Don't want to shoot pool,
not good enough to,
I want to go home
and to be there with you.

There no longer exists
a memory of the past.
I sit with my beloved,
holding her hand, fast.

I do this for her
but also, for me,
for I know I'm losing her,
and my time will no longer be.

When she leaves this world,
full of anguish and pain,
then it will be
only I who remain.

Sitting on a camp stool,
close to the fire.
Coleman lanterns hanging
on tree limbs, by wires.

Early Fall in the Cascade foothills.
Not in the mountains,
based upon the elevation,
but canyons surrounded
by tall Fir and Tamarack trees.

A weekend outing, many
years ago. Crisp is the
first morning with frost,
appearing where there is water.

Soon the Sun rises, warming the air,
and patches of fog, will disappear.
The smell of the fire, mingles
with breakfast cooking on
a cast iron skillet.
A beautiful start for a glorious
day, in the outdoors.

Shop worn,
another word for used.
Does it matter if it happens,
in our life or are we excused?

I have noticed of late,
words do not flow.
I mentally tug and pull
but the words won't go.

I hope it is not
the depredation of my mind.
Not sure what I would do,
if my words became unkind.

Stop messing with
the words, in my head.
I'll do the writing,
please assure they're read.

Words will flow,
from this aging mind,
hopefully, words will be gentle
and not too unkind.

When words, read,
make you salivate,
perhaps they,
should be celibate.

Or a writing like this,
sometimes is unfortunate,
sorting through chaff,
as I pontificate.

An ideal dream,
at any rate.
Move forward now,
don't placate.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

As stars die, they create clouds. Two stellar death clouds of gas and dust can be found toward the high-flying constellation of the Swan (Cygnus) as they drift through rich star fields in the plane of our Milky Way Galaxy. Caught here within the telescopic field of view are the Soap Bubble (lower left) and the Crescent Nebula (upper right). Both were formed at the final phase in the life of a star. Also known as NGC 6888, the Crescent Nebula was shaped as its bright, central massive Wolf-Rayet star, WR 136, shed its outer envelope in a strong stellar wind. Burning through fuel at a prodigious rate, WR 136 is near the end of a short life that should finish in a spectacular supernova explosion. Discovered in 2013, the Soap Bubble Nebula is likely a planetary nebula, the final shroud of a lower mass, long-lived, Sun-like star destined to become a slowly cooling white dwarf. Both stellar nebulas are about 5,000 light-years distant, with the larger Crescent Nebula spanning about 25 light-years across. Within a few million years, both will likely have dispersed. Your Sky Surprise: What picture did APOD feature on your birthday? (post 1995)

Photo by Abdullah Al-Harbi

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Periodic comet 73P/Schwassmann-Wachmann 3 has broken up at least twice. A cosmic souffle of ice and dust left over from the early solar system, this comet was first seen to split into several large pieces during the close-in part of its orbit in 1995. However, in the 2006 passage, it disintegrated into dozens of fragments that stretched several degrees across the sky. Since comets are relatively fragile, stresses from heat, gravity and outgassing, for example, could be responsible for their tendency to break up in such a spectacular fashion when they near the hot Sun. The Hubble Space Telescope recorded, in 2006, the featured sharp view of prolific Fragment B, itself trailing a multitude of smaller pieces, each with its own cometary coma and tail. The picture spans over 3,000 kilometers at the comet's distance of 32 million kilometers from planet Earth.