Something Read and Something Written

I read this today:

"Lady, better a sculptor far

Chiselled those curves you smudge and mar,

And God did more than lipstick can

To justify your mouth to man."

I thought it was interesting and well written.

Now to write something with that cool rhyming scheme:

The Satellite

Floating out forgotten in Space

There is a wayward satellite

With no regard to Time or place

It's seen many an elusive sight

Galaxies that are colliding

White dwarves in endless night

The Pleiades' glow, always shining

Nebulae that hide planets and stars

Meteors between are diving

This neglected mass of metal parts,

Now caught by unforgiving gravity,

From it's leisurely stroll departs

Breaking through the sparse canopy,

The planet's atmosphere, a dent is made

In the heart of unknown land, swampy

Creatures venture out of the shade

No human ever knows.

 

Somewhere Picturesque

striking blue

a faint grey line

then white, too

then purple, divine

gold and green

intermingled

again, blue

thin, single

the landscape stretches

across my view

forever in either direction

I could run for a day or two

and not reach another section

fie;d, stretching

shining stream,

a stirring country

perfect, a dream

color leaps and bounds today

away and back

all over, parade

while still and quiet

unheard music plays

blown along through the field

a dry fragrance throughout the day

the music of living things

growth and praise

praise to the Creator in every way!

the solar lamp magnifies

edges of the mountains rise

not a cloud overhead flies

it is a feast for humble eyes

Metaphors

I'm a mirror in disguise

My clothes and skin are all a guise

Despite how I look I will continue to reflect

What goes on around me is what I project.

I am a magnet, but no one knows

Think what you might, it's probably a show

Opposites attract, moon chases the sun

But that works in more ways than one

I am a billboard wrapped around bones

Feast your eyes, I'm not alone

New! Buy! Fancy! Stuff! Look at me!

This is the way that leads to misery.

I should be a window, clear and clean

I, transparent, the other side is to be seen

Someone else more existent to be seen though

I shouldn't be noticed, there's something bigger to look to.