On The Beauty Of Betelgeuse Poem by Mark R Slaughter

Black up there
Tonight - good seeing
For ‘scopes
And hopes;
Orion reminds -
Betelgeuse is blowing.

Teasing, in a way,
The competition -
Who's to go before
The other? -

Yet we partner, blushing
Knowing - a sort of conscientiousness -
For neither bears control;
We're warming -
The hidden disingenuousness
Is playing out our role.

Betelgeuse's beauty
Bears a legend,
Frowning at the portent
In our stubbornness.

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012