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Audouin's Hunger

Had a thought a moment ago, just before I broke your aura'd wing, 
trapped here, forever, within Audouin's vast crater alone and pining. 
Starved for ages, a new gnawing hunger'd vision looked to bring., 
had we met, you and I, before the javelin started skyward climbing? 

Though skin is rough and jagged as scoria litter that surrounded,
there beats a heart recognized by all the vanquished ghosts of Mars.  
Was this love, don't know..,tho' never felt quite so astounded. 
Perhaps startled to realize, it was I..,snared by her eyes in fawning stars.  

Pitiful, mortal creatures molded by divine hands such as we,
learn only now, the cosmos proves bearable only through love.
And so I'll starve tonight, and tomorrow, and perhaps forever be.,
though joyous still..,no longer alone, or taunted by constellations above.

 At last you take wing again, watch you soar away into the starlit night,
this day found love to save, and let your spirit go in merciful flight. 

~~My apologies to Carl Sagan~~

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Eric Cohen July 14, 2020 at 4:56 PM No need to apologize to Dr. Sagan, this is top-notch. ~Eric

DM Babbit April 25, 2020 at 5:37 AM mortal creatures molded by divine hands the story of every life, truly well done. Quoth Theraven May 4, 2020 at 11:16 PM DM, Thank you for the comment. Life can find us indignant at our meager lives. Humbled by the smallest things. But this is where we learn to love. -Richard

Evelyn Judy Buehler April 11, 2020 at 10:49 PM The touching song went perfectly well with your beautiful verse, Richard. Amazing rendition. Happy Easter. :) Quoth Theraven April 12, 2020 at 4:49 PM Hello Evelyn, Thank you for saying so. The song was sort of meant as a throwback to the Golden Age of the Silver Screen when the credits rolled at the end of the picture show. Happy Easter. -Richard

Robertina B. April 9, 2020 at 9:34 AM Your talent shines, Quoth.. Your write is an exquisite masterpiece! I just didn't want it to end, my friend.. Enjoyed this gem! Going into my faves! Blessings and stay safe.. Quoth Theraven April 10, 2020 at 9:49 AM Robertina, Thank you. thank you..worth saying once, worth saying twice. -Richard

Paul Callus April 5, 2020 at 1:17 PM This is beautiful, Richard; an excellent example of how prose poetry can be expressed. I can see it being snapped up by an astronomy journal or anthology. Regards // paul Quoth Theraven April 10, 2020 at 9:48 AM Good morning Paul. Thanks for the comment. I was glad to hear from our own dear poet friend Heidi this morning. Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers. -Richard

Constance La France March 21, 2020 at 11:21 AM Richard, your poem is lovely, well written _Constance Quoth Theraven March 22, 2020 at 1:08 PM Thank you for that Constance. This missive of hope tries to show the importance of self sacrifice. With a little hope, and prayers, maybe others won't have to sacrifice all they have on this Earth. -Richard

Andrea Dietrich March 20, 2020 at 9:16 PM Beautiful , especially at the end. Really loved this phrasing: snared by her eye's in fawning stars Quoth Theraven March 22, 2020 at 1:02 PM Andrea, Thank you for your comment. I'm thankful to wake to another bright Spring Sunday with good coffee & better poetry. I hope today is good to you too. Oh, and I'm plumb tickled that my job is critical to the Commonwealth. -Richard

Demetrios Trifiatis March 15, 2020 at 6:19 AM A masterful profound writing filled with knowledge and love dearest, Richard. Quoth Theraven March 15, 2020 at 9:24 PM Demetrios, Thank you for reading and commenting today. Fitting to show mercy to another individual for selfish want of another's company? -Richard

Panagiota Romios March 15, 2020 at 2:59 AM Richard, Richard... A stunningly beautiful poem that shows Not only your intelligence, but your soul. Should be a POTD. In my book, inscribed as a FAV, Quoth Theraven March 15, 2020 at 9:16 PM Thank you for stopping by, and big thanks for the FAV. I used quotes from CS as inspiration. "For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love." -Carl Sagan

Caren Krutsinger March 14, 2020 at 8:22 PM A delicate missive that exudes love and ties in the cosmos in a graceful way. Quoth Theraven March 15, 2020 at 9:12 PM Thank you for commenting Caren. Poem named in honor of Audouin Dollfus. The Dollfus crater, at 363 km in diameter, is one of the largest craters on the planet Mars. American astronomer Carl Sagan also has a crater named in his honor. -Richard