poem, poetry, Universe, science, art

ENHANCE

not enough
outrageously wonderful
stars up there

need some more
to stop it failing
as a spectacle

paint me, etch me
an additional few up there to
give everybody
in the galaxy
something to think about

we’ll keep it a secret between us
exactly what we did

no one else having the faintest idea
where this brand new
Rigel, Vega, Betelgeuse
and Sirius came from

the more
the merrier they
will probably say

not the great cosmologists though, their knickers
surely now
going to get
into a twist

knocking their careful relativity
space-time curvature calculations
uncomfortably cocked-
hat sideways

not their thing really
to find their all-
conquering physics suffering
a degree of
unnecessary embarrassment
in the cause
of our natural human
creative desire
for the ability to
transform and artistically enhance