Let the Wind Blow
Let the wind blow,
through towering trees,
bending of branches,
a cooling breeze.
Let the wind blow,
through towering trees,
bending of branches,
a cooling breeze.
I feel exhausted,
at 2 AM.
My hands have cramped.
Is this the end,
of the aimless thoughts,
which fill the air?
A short manifest
of a life's despair.
When the amber waves of grain,
come crashing down upon your soul,
perhaps, we will understand,
nothing, in this great world, is free.
Our Society is, in my opinion,
changing to a society of
those with their hands out,
be it politician, charitable institutions,
Drives for Cancer, Alzheimer, et al.
or any other cause deemed needy.
I, for one, do not have unlimited
income to support everyone,
who believe they have a
need to access my money.
Sorry Charly, If I have any
money left over from paying my
bills and the invoices for my wife,
in a Memory Care Facility, I'll let
you know.
When thinking about this current life,
I want to run and hide away.
Fearing the outcome of another,
my fear stands in complete dismay.
Sun rays,
slide in backwards,
from a weird sky,
as if it had been rent,
ripped into shreds,
allowing dappled,
light to touch
the ground.
Soundless.
NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:
Looping through the Jovian system in the late 1990s, the Galileo spacecraft recorded stunning views of Europa and uncovered evidence that the moon's icy surface likely hides a deep, global ocean. Galileo's Europa image data has been remastered here, with improved calibrations to produce a color image approximating what the human eye might see. Europa's long curving fractures hint at the subsurface liquid water. The tidal flexing the large moon experiences in its elliptical orbit around Jupiter supplies the energy to keep the ocean liquid. But more tantalizing is the possibility that even in the absence of sunlight that process could also supply the energy to support life, making Europa one of the best places to look for life beyond Earth. What kind of life could thrive in a deep, dark, subsurface ocean? Consider planet Earth's own extreme shrimp.
When did a chopped salad,
become synonymous with a green salad?
Call it a chopped salad,
but make it the way it should be,
not a green salad with torn iceberg
lettuce, with slivered carrots, sliced olives,
shredded cheese and pepperoni slices.
Adding Italian dressing does not make it
a chopped salad. Cube the cheese, carrots,
, pepperoni, chop the lettuce, cucumbers, and celery.
Small complaint it the home but when your
hunger is for a chopped salad. Deliver it.
The saddest sound,
I've ever heard,
came from the mouth,
of a wild bird.
The sound, forlorn,
crying a tune,
was made by a
saddened Loon.
The sound rose higher,
many notes may remain.
A haunting cry,
so much pain.
Do we humans,
react the same,
when our love,
no longer came.
He was cute,
not too tall,
wasn't large,
kind of small.
A friendly boy,
He is the one.
Call him Emmet,
when day is done.
Self-imposed, criticism,
is the worst.
Self-induced pressure,
make my head burst.
NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:
A bright spiral galaxy of the northern sky, Messier 63 is nearby, about 30 million light-years distant toward the loyal constellation Canes Venatici. Also cataloged as NGC 5055, the majestic island universe is nearly 100,000 light-years across, about the size of our own Milky Way. Its bright core and majestic spiral arms lend the galaxy its popular name, The Sunflower Galaxy. This exceptionally deep exposure also follows faint, arcing star streams far into the galaxy's halo. Extending nearly 180,000 light-years from the galactic center, the star streams are likely remnants of tidally disrupted satellites of M63. Other satellite galaxies of M63 can be spotted in the remarkable wide-field image, including faint dwarf galaxies, which could contribute to M63's star streams in the next few billion years.
Photo by Sophie Paulin
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