A Few Bad Solar Poems, Because Why Not?

The Sun Has a Good Laugh 

Looking upon you

one sees the light and goes blind.

Sick burn, sun. Sick burn. 

By Anika Lautenbach 

Shady Sun

The Sun climbed up high into the sky.

I collected its light into my eye.

The moon didn’t like this

Then it got really pissed.

And so it threw some shade from up high.

By Andy Hahn

Lament, 104

O, horrid star

Rise no more

On us, the minds

That have grown like a crust

On this, your scorched rock.

By Scott Bittner