Astro Poems - Poems about Astro

People really don't give an hoot When errant angels get the boot Unlike a cat They just go splat And nary a soul says they're cute!...Read the rest...

Mitch McConnell knows how we feel Now he's found Climate Change is real But - with a fist-bump - Replied Donald Trump, "Well, its my JD; we'll appeal!"...Read the rest...

COSMO: ASTRO Russian Cosmonaut or. Markin Astronaut on space expedition. ...Read the rest...

Astro-Nought I never said I was dead. I never claimed I was real. I never saw you as a great. I only tried to feel. I couldn’t help you in space. I’m way too far away from love. I remember your tear-stained...Read the rest...

Astro NOT Astro galaxies dark, deep in blacken space this universe, astro not in the present tense, astro not of the year 2025 Why, the sun refuse to shine, astros gone... For the SON has come down 11/13/19 Written words by James...Read the rest...

A stone turned up where no stones turned up where stones turn up, where we dug today... A stone turned up when no stones turned up where stones turn up, when we dug today... Maybe if you saw it with my eyes, and from...Read the rest...

It's six days since the Hole was dug... First frost clings now to newly turned earth, to shunted sod, to stones, to pebbles. A grave grows colder today than yet it's been... Hearts grow busy, too. Supplanting last images with happier ones. The heart and...Read the rest...

Planet diving the galaxy, Moon shoes on it's a moonwalk, Give me love and show me love, You can tag along on this trip, We can gaze the universe for fun, Count the moons for...Read the rest...

And the Rest is...Restful/Restless tonight At last, he sleeps beneath the stars and, for once, beneath the grass. tonight at last, she sleeps beneath the stars and for once, above her horse. tonight One sleeps peacefully one, fitfully. One free, one free of free. tonight Both sleep. tomorrow One rises, one sleeps a mother, her...Read the rest...

I'm here tonight to stand in the ache. The ache of hollow, the empty of the not simply empty; rather, the empty of the recently full. The silent ache of missingness, of quiet. Before the ghosts have risen, before the memorial stones are set. ...Read the rest...

The rain didn't fall last night so much as it was thrown. The wind didn't blow last night so much as it was whipped. And a whip is a thing which lacerates, it cuts. The day after was the last day and the next days will...Read the rest...

The place wair I live , is called Astro-sitty ! And I sure can tell u that this place is Pritty ! This beautiful town is the place of my dreams . And Moest of the...Read the rest...