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
- Inscriptions Written with a Slate Pencil upon a Stone by William Wordsworth
- Doctors by Rudyard Kipling
- The Laws of God, The Laws of Man by A. E. Housman
- Robin Hood And The Monk poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Sonnet CXX by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Корнилов – Стих стиху
- Жан де Лафонтен – Волк и Конь
- To Aziz Song Of Mahomed Akram
- A Morning Letter by Stevens Cadet
- Владимир Маяковский – Еще Петербург
- The Gardener XVI: Hands Cling to Eyes by Rabindranath Tagore
- A Misty Morning by Mary Etta Mietcalf
- Love Sonnet XXI poem – Zora Bernice May Cross poems
- Олег Бундур – Я несу домой морошку
- Quest for Thee by Vanessa Perkins
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).
