Shot with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XS; f/3.5; 30/1; ISO-1600: 18mm
Never thought I’d be able to get a photo like this. Thank you, clear night sky and low light pollution. I did it.
Amateur Galaxy
Tag: deep space
Smolderfall
Smolderfall
Blackening skies
Flakes ablaze
Mist smoky haze
Whispered sunder
Turbulence under
Coursing vitality
Crisp congealed clots
In super hot wind
Acid rain spores
Red at the edges
Teeming ember ends
Nomadic spark nests
Crawl through air
And borders of flare
Until connecting with surface
Eroding and corroding
With quiet displays
Fireworks of grace
Yielding to raze
Descending nebulas
Falling stars
Asteroids
Rhizoid
Galactic arms embrace
Spiral entanglement
Of two complex mazes
Memetic juice
Viral reactions
Flowing and rolling in waves
Of riptide firework displays
After eras of watching
And eons of approaching
It hangs eerily
In our blackened skies
Waiting forever
Only a little longer
And with its approach
Ever so near
An orchestra with its
Most beautiful violins
Gets ever so louder
Hushing
Fearful currents
Of drifting orbits
Fusing valiant galaxies
To the sound of quiet fire
And a chorus
Of rumbling comet orchards
Wavelength Web
Wavelength Web
Every fiber
Pore and spiracle
Crystalline surface
Refractive brilliance
Tensed and flexed
Snapshotted moments
Fluxed gauges of lux
Amperages of electrolysis
Constricting and relaxing
Waves of arc displays
Against a glass frame
Rock elements deluxe
Metamorphic
Igneous
Sedimentary
Diffused light rays
Oscillate around the cave
Draconian ripples
Wave around stalagmites
And stalactites
Cave line bulwarks
Heaving aurorae
Billow as quarries
Smoke stacks so floral
Bright points in Lyra
Scintillating in the walls
Little glittering dots
Golden sparkles
Among coal
Ingredients to pull
Rays across ways
Massive cosmic distances
In an echo chamber
Mirror upon mirror
Of sight and sound
Refracts off of
Glistering particles
Embedded
In jagged stone ramparts
Recoursing
Iridescent echo waves
Surging out
Tinsel chaff
Branching paths
Flowing in swells
Of cosmic
Interstellar
Gas cells
Sweeping signals
Glide over
Station Cygnus
Coded enigmas
Ancient paintings
In a cave
Tides of a current
Galactic occurrence
Universe conflux
Flowing into
Misting
Evaporating into
Thinnest air
Interstellar
Droplet Mass
Droplet Mass
I stumble.
As I reach toward
A neutron star drop,
My wrist snaps.
All the fluid in my body
Gathers at the edge
Of gravitational
Influence,
Yearning, begging,
Bursting to fall
Horizontally, elegantly
Towards the droplet.
It has me already.
I won’t be able
To get away.
A chassis grey
Droplet gladly
Absorbs and spheres
All
Of a willing me.
