Quasar

Piercing light Quasar
Speeding pulse radar
Reenforced rebar
High impact Halar

Cry, if you must.
Ashes to dust
Alloys to rust
Hopeful non-plussed.

Once we were laughing,
Unexpectedly loving.
Longingly leering,
Listening not hearing.

Today, I sit hoping,
Twisting and coping.
Tomorrow, I’m flying.
Enough with relying

On luck and bad timing.
Time to start chiming.
My bell, ringing, clanging
Clapper clang banging.

Longest time coming,
Skipping not running
Through hoops
Held by twister

Mrs. and Mr.
Hear motor running,
Singing and humming
Through thin atmospheric

Empirical lyric