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
- Strong Mercy by Rabindranath Tagore
- Как Лера чудо искала
- Dust by Sara Teasdale
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Раздумье
- Наталья Шевченко – Самолёт
- The Horn Of Egremont Castle by William Wordsworth
- Владимир Маяковский – Почему нет помощи от Румынии (Главполитпросвет №327)
- The Portrait by Siegfried Sassoon
- The Two by W H Auden
- A Highly Valuable Chain Of Thoughts poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Bury Me In My Shades by Shel Silverstein
- Thoughts. by Walt Whitman
- I know you will remember ME by Neelam Sinha
- Владимир Высоцкий – Холодно, метёт кругом
- When You Go Away by W. S. Merwin
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).
