Weekly Wikems. Sun.

Hi, everyone.

Another Thursday. Time for another wikem. (The 'wikem rules' are here.)

Spring is coming. The days are getting longer. And the rays of one hot star sure feel nice.


Let's honor the Sun today:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sun

Go explore. Find your quote. Write your poem.



Here's my wiki limerick ('wikimerick'? :-):

"The Sun is roughly middle age and has not changed dramatically for four billion years, and will remain fairly stable for four billion more."


When it comes to our years, there's no quota.

When we're down, at the Sun we look oughta -

Middle-aged in the blink

Of an eye...but (wink-wink)

With each billion it only gets hotter!



And one more sunny wikem:

cut her some slack please –

– she is in the midst of confusion...

the fusion burning her core, what more can she give?

forgive her, she’s finished, gone, shone far too long, o’er the hill…

still, look for her in the morn – reborn, a dazzling surprise, she’ll rise.

Thank you for reading :-)
Looking forward to your poems!


Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer ("Happy")