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Essential Stargazing
I stare up at rivers of stars
trillions of billions of miles
eons into shadowy pasts
possibly null, lifeless void
or maybe, billowing, countless
lonely souls like you and me
gazing back at us
eternities apart
from one another
unlike you and me
though close by comparison
in action of thought
never quite close enough.
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Written for imaginary garden with real toads Flash 55.
Hephaestus’ Waste & Cosmic Rubble 
The stars are a continual source of mystification.. they always put me in my place – a very small carbon life form on an obscure planet far far away.
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As the man said, “everything depends upon how close you sleep to me.”
–coal (Fireblossom)
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What’s that song by The Church, “Under the Milky Way” — there’s that sense of icy rapture here, familiarity and distance, the freight and weight of ghostly time, akin, in ways, the lover’s yearning. (“Countless lonely souls like you and me.”) Wasn’t Hephaestus thrown from the heavens by his own mother? Poetry sings that relation back, walking at night under the too-distant stars.
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Yes… that song is perfect for this.
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Interesting progression of thought here.
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I think that stars have the ability to be as close as we want them to be though very far away. The thought of being the same as that distance between two persons is a great thought
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I love this especially “countless lonely souls like you and me gazing back at us” is so poignant.
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loved this…a mysterious yet romantic feeling…!
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nice poem
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…gazing back at us… Now there’s a thought.
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Thank you. 🙂
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