Gert Strydom

(03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Space Haiku’s


Satellite observe
mist cloud unexpectedly
reactor flaming.

*

Big eye satellite
look at our activities
on the sandy beach.

*

Big space telescope
tuned fine on solar system
looks for small angels.

*

The white moon hangs sickle
above the bright morning sun
in the dull blue sky.

*

An eye peeps far off
and telescope watch blue sun
in very dark place.

*

A black round circle is
a blue ring in photosphere
in glamour photo.

*

The moon eclipses with
copper red colour burning
next to dull blue star.

*

Blue-white glimmering
diamond ring impress in
eclipse of the sun.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, May 18, 2011

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