Beyond The Last Star (contest Beyond The Last Star – Bill cantrell1)

Billions of light-years past Sirius,
brightest binary star of our beauteous night sky
sighted, thus accepted,

while orbiting every 50 years in dance
with its faint white dwarf companion in affection
called “the pup”–unseen by human eyes, as also
trillions of stars apart, by myriads protected,

but, on the 31st of January 1862, by Alvan Graham Clark
who captured it by telescopic glance, view
enhanced

‘knowledge’ attained of unknown ‘celestial’ creations radiant, though inconceivably far from our seeing,

the ‘Dog Star’
seen, suspected as singly
nearest neighbor
brilliant

while too part of a system
though the ‘heavenly’ one never ending. . .

although, born a luminous
‘Morning Star’
beyond the last incandescent body beaming–

by far the most brilliant ‘King’
universally begun

above any last ‘earthly’ star arising
while in numbered breath fleeting or of repercussions
fast fleeing

as other ‘twinkles’
which diminish in light as ‘guidance’ hung
since not lit from within by exquisite joy
in living spun;

therefore, therein lies their intense difficulty in agreeing
because emotions are undone; caught many by webs wicked in deceptions sprung

causing stunned reactions when unveiled
even before this pandemic internationally growing in scope
burying many among mankind ‘unsung’…

Who will refund fans “star-struck” as Greek observers
of Sirius’ scintillation
in the unsettled weather conditions
of an early summer celebration?

Shunned
its malignant influence
causing plants to wilt,
men to weaken,
and women to become aroused,

‘dog days’ to appear
to inhabitants of the island of Ceos
in the Aegean Sea

who offered sacrifices to Sirius and Zeus
to bring cooling breezes as they awaited the reappearance
of this physical star in summer proclaimed to be a ‘god’…

observed clear: to portend good fortune;
if misty or faint: foretold (or emanated) pestilence…

Unclear why to this premise ancient Greeks adhered;

while today a wonderful spirit celestial being
as a ‘shooting star’ steers an army of devoted angels
to deliver those enlightened during this lasting turbulence

of streaking lightning bolts catapult across a global horizon…

Beyond the last star: A White Horse Rears. . .

Let Us His Praises Sing.

60 lines Write a poem for contest Beyond The Last Star – Bill cantrell1
Our galaxy is beyond comprehension, so I would like a poem written on what one might imagine could be beyond the last star, I’m looking for creativity and concepts and I would love the poem to be read elegantly, use your imagination, dig deep inside, I put no picture because I don’t want to incline anyone in anyway, I want this to be all you, no longer than 60 lines and no shorter than 30, absolutely no profanity, I do require you to use the title …beyond the last star
keep it clean, OK fellow poets, go for it
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