Stars Poems
In the Age of Blooms
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Love is the golden star in the day and night sky,
Marking lush seasons, as halcyon years go by,
Love shines all the days, and also all the nights,
In an age of sweet flowers, and purple twilights.
Twinkle twinkle moonlit, radiant love is in bloom;
And under vaulted skies, milky stars are strewn.
Warmly beams noon, then hued florescent dark,
And in amber afternoons, lovers in verdant parks.
Along the Colorful Milky Way
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
last night I dreamed of space flight
into nebulous hued clouds
amidst countless diamond stars
rising and setting
Autumn Evening
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
crisp chills at even
purple sun's among the stars
moon tangoes with Mars
gone the pinks and blues
prim garden club's adjourning
quite disappointing
squirrels gather nuts
red maple leaves in motion
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Constellations
by Rukudzo Kachambgwa
When I was a little child, I looked at stars often
I liked the way they shone.
Daddy taught me that, a group of stars is called a constellation.
But I had but one star
and it shone in the East
day and night.
My mother told me that,
whenever I felt lost
I should look up into the sky, at my star, and it would
guide me home.
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Lights Out
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Redbird at midnight
Where did the orange sun go
on Emerald Lane?
Stars twinkle summer
butterfly wings so weary
Lights out cool fireflies.
Resting on jade grass
do the crickets miss their song
in mellow moonlight?
Flowers waltz in pearls
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Autumn Evening
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
crisp chills at even
purple sun's among the stars
moon tangoes with Mars
gone the pinks and blues
prim garden club's adjourning
quite disappointing
squirrels gather nuts
red maple leaves in motion
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Oh, joy! at the night sky
by Amy Michelle Mosier
Oh, joy! at the night sky
And the wonder it declares.
How flirtatious! How they flare –
The many stars on high!
There's Castor and Pollux
And Rigel and Betelgeuse
And look! – Aldebaran bids adiós
As he swaggers west.
High above Us
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
I shall always long for the fraternity
Among stars as they party,
Night after night,
Their drunken eyes twinkling with lite.
pearlescent, glance
by J. Burgess
The moon will never become our sun
Even if it crashed into a desert
With great sheets and burning embers
Of which you mould silver and gold
To shine on a delicate neck
It will float above our earth forever
Pearlescent, our kiss under a tree
Like a stage-light for bright moments
Washing us ashore with the tide
Onto a wet beach with white light
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Stormy Clouds
by Pijush Biswas
No stars, not even the moon risen-
Broken silence of the darkest night of June,
Rumbling, rattling sound; clouds ripen
Amid, to kiss the forehead of surging tune.
Slowly, slowly-the frozen wind blowing
As none to lull it; enough its to rage-
No rest, even unbridled its to mowing
No one save silva of the place, nor mage!
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