27 Thursday Aug 2015
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The sky didn’t fall
But tiny pieces of comet dust did
The Perseids meteor shower
Was captured by time lapse photography
Over Mount Rainier in Washington, D.C.
Each meteor train only lasts a second
Yet here all are captured for posterity
As they leave their colour signature behind them
And disintegrate into the Earth’s atmosphere.
© Caro Ness 2015
Picture: Friends of NASA
25 Tuesday Aug 2015
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A fallen tree,
Its roots nourished
By the lake
Into which it has fallen
Struggling to reach the light.
Its trunk
Bleached
By years of immersion
In the lake.
It points
Toward a brighter future
As the sun sets
To bathe it
In its afterglow
And stain the waters
As it dies for the night.
© Caro Ness 2015
Picture originally posted by AnaKiN SkyWaLKeR
23 Sunday Aug 2015
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There’s a proton arc down through the skies,
It’s a delight, a mystery, a wondrous surprise.
A bombardment of protons on to the earth’s crust,
That lasted thirty minutes (just).
For the enthusiast, a very rare sight,
That brightened the Milky Way that night.
© Caro Ness 2015
21 Friday Aug 2015
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I climbed up here, and now I’m stuck!
No idea how to descend, it’s just my luck!
I’ve tried looking down but it gives me the hives,
Because I’ve already used 8 of my 9 lives!
So I’ll stick my head firmly between my legs
It makes it less scary, but I’m still going to beg!
Please lift me down, I can’t make that descent,
So your arrival is just heaven-sent!
© Caro Ness 2015
19 Wednesday Aug 2015
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The path stretched out,
Beyond my view,
But one thing is certain,
It leads to you!
You and our home,
A place of calm and peace,
A rural idyll,
A sweet release.
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17 Monday Aug 2015
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As the sun rose,
It flushed across the water
Turning each wave
To molten gold.
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10 Monday Aug 2015
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Looking down on the city
From above
The buildings appear blue
Elsewhere a vibrant orange
Light
Life
Traffic
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03 Monday Aug 2015
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In our youth
We used to wing walk
Daring aerial acrobatics
In tandem
On biplanes
To give the illusion of
Walking on air
© Caro Ness 2015
30 Thursday Jul 2015
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From the moment
I set foot in Montmartre
My heart belonged there.
From Sacre Coeur
To the artists
Selling their wares.
And best of all
On a hot, hot day
Spending a morning
In a small cafe
With a strong cup of coffee
Or a citron presse
Watching the world go by.
© Caro Ness 2015
27 Monday Jul 2015
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My glasses lying on the beach,
The surf and swell, just beyond my reach,
But if I look in the mirrored reflection there,
I’ll see the surfers up in mid-air.
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