Artificial Galaxies

In the creases of deepest space, the sky is ablaze with light: fat galaxies, thin galaxies, barred galaxies, ring galaxies, new galaxies, old galaxies, hot

Beneath an Iron Sky

In the irascible search for life the faint twinkling of distant stars expose giant globes of gaseous ferocity; their inferred magnitude drifting too close to

Raining Rings

Perched on the edge of perception – Six concentric rings of water, ice, And dust rotate. To the untrained eye you appear Frozen in time.

Stellar Nurseries

Within the cradle of a burning core, You wither down and find yourself well worn; As untold pressures crush and shape and bore, Your substance

Shooting Planets

Within the burning heart of molten rocks, Great pressures forced your brilliance to shine; Inclusions marred your body with their pocks, A brownish hue now

Ghostly Galaxies

When looking out into the starry night The blackness that we see is just a mask; This shrouded veil conceals our darkest light,   And

Separated at Birth

A glowing orb, reflecting distant light, You calm and soothe our planet’s ebb and flow; But how much can we say we truly know, When

New Life in Hostile Winds

Cast out by winds too fierce to call a home, You sail on seas unbearable to roam; The fury of this interstellar gale Ensured an

Research For All

Detecting bubbles in the Milky Way, Or sorting a muon and gamma ray; Identifying planets and their stars, Then codifying ice geysers on Mars.  

A Distant Dawn

The empty cupboards of our Universe Are filled with neutral cobwebs of potential; All of them waiting for an opportunity To blaze into life and