Two Ships
• 03/27/24 at 06:48AM •Two ships, lost in the night,
passing each other in darkness.
No more waiting, no more love.
No one here, I must confess.
How do you solve,
the mystery of loneliness?
I wish I knew, for
it is a new process.
Two ships, lost in the night,
passing each other in darkness.
No more waiting, no more love.
No one here, I must confess.
How do you solve,
the mystery of loneliness?
I wish I knew, for
it is a new process.
When your love,
is unconditional,
leaving nothing to chance,
love will become traditional.
The wayward heart,
searching for love,
finding a friend.
Thank you for
guiding me to a
new place, to be when,
I'm searching.
NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:
Comet Pons-Brooks has quite a tail to tell. First discovered in 1385, this erupting dirty snowball loops back into our inner Solar System every 71 years and, this time, is starting to put on a show for deep camera exposures. In the featured picture, the light blue stream is the ion tail which consists of charged molecules pushed away from the comet's nucleus by the solar wind. The ion tail, shaped by the Sun's wind and the comet's core's rotation, always points away from the Sun. Comet 12P/Pons–Brooks is now visible with binoculars in the early evening sky toward the northwest, moving perceptibly from night to night. The frequently flaring comet is expected to continue to brighten, on the average, and may even become visible with the unaided eye -- during the day -- to those in the path of totality of the coming solar eclipse on April 8.
What's the purpose, in life?
What purpose, indeed.
When do you draw the line,
or just give up. You know, Cede.
There is no fool,
like an old fool,
who lets pride,
get in the way.
I still have another,
which I thought went away,
but they are here again.
Too bad they won't stay.
Thank you for the comments,
my very good friend.
I will need a shot of Bulliet,
for this Saga to end.
He lived alone,
early in his life,
then the demands/joy,
of having a wife.
Someone to talk to,
about events, did manifest.
A person to relax with,
who shared his interest.
Is it too much to ask for,
she would ask, with a smile.
Where is my beloved?
She's been gone awhile.
All of the memories,
from so long ago,
are only recalled, by him,
when reliving their life's show.
Sitting in my chair,
it's past 3:30 AM.
I'm trying to write about,
events way back then.
Back then in my life,
while still a teenaged child,
capturing memories,
of when I was wild.
My emotional baggage,
must drain the life from you.
I don't wish to cause trouble,
but it's become apparent, I do.
I will no longer refrain,
from stating a fact,
when you are mistaken,
turn around and go back.
Confusion, reigns,
in my mind.
Perhaps, you can help,
my memories to find.