Telescope
by Mark R Slaughter
Why?
Frozen fingers fiddled on the focus
Dew dripped
Dark hindered
Constellations laughed –
Not least that I was daft –
And made me wonder:
“Why?”
As nostrils dripped, charts rung damp,
I tripped across the tripod,
Swore – either that or cry!
You’d HAVE to question:
“Why?”
The once-hot chocolate lost its charm,
I dropped an eyepiece,
Scratched a filter,
Neighbours’ lights were off and on
And on and off, to goad a sigh;
I’m asking loudly:
“Why?”
And then I found it –
O! the view; behold! the need for depth of night! –
These beauteous heavens out of sight
From straining naked eyes.
Imagination fires a flame –
Sanity free of any blame –
This childish verve to never tame:
My telescope is not a game –
It answers all the “Why’s?”
Copyright ©: Mark R Slaughter
End of the poem
15 random poems
- To Prince Charles by William Alexander
- Владимир Высоцкий – За окном только вьюга, смотри
- Ольга Седакова – Три богини
- Bride and Groom Lie Hidden for Three Days by Ted Hughes
- Farewell To Italy poem – Alfred Austin
- Day by William Morris
- Forgotten Language by Shel Silverstein
- Dark Matter by Aaron Baker
- Владимир Маяковский – Сказка для шахтера-друга про шахтерки, чуни и каменный уголь
- Wind by Mac McGovern
- They Tell Of The Warsaw Uprising by Nijole Miliauskaite
- Олег Григорьев – Секрет
- A Paraphrase on an Ode in Horace’s Third Book, beginning thus:— “Inclusam Danaen turris ahenea.” by Abraham Cowley
- Sappho Redivivus: A Fragment by Robert Burns
- Robert Burns: My Tocher’s The Jewel:
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
