Through the telescope I observe the Sun,
And I must aver: no, the ancient
But still unanswered key question
Of life's relation to the Sun is not simple.

A flower grows, collecting in its stem
Particles of air, and moisture, and earth.
And in about the same way, playing in forms,
A spot grows, adorning the Sun's face.

Cascades of flares, webs of fibrils,
A waterfall-like sheet of a prominence -
The work of the fire-breathing dragon,
Bathing in plasma, stuns us.

Such harmony of motion exists
In a crystal, a laser, in boiling wax,
The arraying of a row of instants
And positions into a regular network.

We are close to the truth! The mosaic of neurons
Organizes what I took in with a glance:
I think! Bowing, I proffer to the Sun
The Sunlike globe of my head.

by Aleksey Golovko
Senior Researcher of Institute of Solar-Terrestrial Physics, Russian Academy of Sciences, Irkutsk, Russia

BEACH SOL

Wind blows sand, high tide, low tide,
Portable radio tintintabulates dissonance on the blanket next to mine...
"Rodney, ya wanna go ho-o-am?"
I don't burn, I tan...
Sol, Gilder of the Greeks, tan me!!

J. Tasker
Los Angeles, CA

...
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:--
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me?

From Love's Philosophy by Percy Bysshe Shelley

3

When sunsong shook the ceiling dust,
Bringing weeks of stillness down
To rest in wreaths upon the ground,
I dimly wondered what was lost.

Then I recalled a day it rained
For centuries, and looking once
Again at what had gathered since,
I dimly wondered what was gained.

4

A world of windows opened up,
Though I had nearly closed my mind.
The street blew gold, and at the top
A world of windows opened up
And aired the sky.  A single step

5

Can one extend a day?
I thought that I had listened
So well.

The stretching city lay
While she (or I) grew distant,
Until

She flung herself away,
Crouched, feline, for an instant,
Then fell.
 

Gaze on the days with the eyes
of him or her you love
the sun will never shine
twice,with the same light

J. Raja Pradeep
Tamilnadu, INDIA

Bruce Schowalter; Roeland Park, KS
(50 Year Old Adult with a Kid's Heart)

Bent by the rail, taking a drag,
his torn family tight in hand,
a sniffle, a shrug into the moonlit fog.

Kneading the cold out of one hand,
peering into the past held by the other,
musing a faded happiness.

An old man now, gray and crooked,
holding a cane where his staff once was,
a pipe where his cigars had been.

As the winds get stronger,
the sails heavier, 
his ship's coming to land.

The sun sears solemnly,
Laughing and smiling at a lonely man.
But to bed it sinks, golden and wrinkled.

Weak and sad, his anchor's set.
Tears bleeding into the open surf,
his rusted heart dyeing the ocean too.

Head in his hands, legs at his chest,
he kisses and throws his torn family
to sink with his heart at sea.


Benjamin Caplan
Chestnut Hill, MA
  

In the throws of approaching night
Casting shadows as by firelight
The burning orb of Daytime's liege
Doth tire from work and slips 'neath
Tis not a leaving of a harried knave
Tis not with tail tucked in shame
Rather in glorious exhibition of benevolent might
Sun bids the world an emblazon g'night

Michael W. May, White Cloud, MI

Helios gives life-giving rays,
For crops and food that we graze.
Helios lightens all the day,
Let's us see where we go or stay.

Helios shines with light so bright,
With water droplets--oh what a sight!
Helios warms the tender cheek,
And comforts weeping and the meek.

John L. Hoh, Jr.

I have seen it's beauty and have looked at it's bright colors; but now I see it in all it's glory; like a painted picture; a rainbow of wonderful colors. I have seen it's mystical glow and have felt it's warmth; but now i see it from a field of dandelions, and it is a rising sphere of flaming yellow-orange, distant in the morning, high and blinding at noon, and as a reflector of pastels at sunset. I have a relaxed feeling as the warm colors flow over my body and suddenly a feeling of awe, a feeling of peacefulness, a feeling of life, a feeling of freedom overcomes me. this, i can never forget until tomorrow; when the moment of the sunrise begins again.

The sun weighs a ton
and it is very fun
in six days it was done
and it is still a sun
and there's only one
like it.

Nicholas Davis, Holladay, TN

sun

you brighten up my day
with all those bright rays
you keep us alive
because without you we'd die
you're so pretty the way you sit up in the sky
way up high
you are the reason we have fun
because you're the sun.

Alexis Payner; Texas City, TX

The Black Hole

A dent in the galaxy;
A hole on the other side of time
The place to begin where, not what I see,
Rather, what I imagine I see is,
Or what others tell me there is .
I perceive that what I imagine can be;
And believe.

Zeke Abrams

The break of dawn from moonlit slumber,
Dew dances off the beams.
Peircing into my eyes,
The sun glows on me.
Disappearing into the sun, I glare too long to see,
Images of spots and circles appear right in front of me.
What would it be like to be in space so near,
Blazing fireball, rising steam and lava like ambers I imagine way up there.
I like it just fine on earth with not a worry or care.
Would it crash down one day to end our world?
Can it stay hot forever more?
The sun is a unexplained and unexplored mystery of the sky,
All of us can just stare at it till we get those little spots.
Look into it deeply and just wonder why?
Some questions are unanswerable, some take a little time,
But one day surely someone will have those unsolved questions,
but till then those dark thoughts will halt in time.

Tonya Granger Rutland, VT

Sun bright in my eyes
Forever glowing for Earth
Don`t look straight at it

Robyn Wagner
Cordova, TN

The Giant
fire and fury
gleaming dominantly over a sea of light
fighting the darkness of the night
seasons glow in the shade of the
giant

Jocelyn Arem
Saratoga Springs, NY