Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

Expedition To Planet E-0054

Way, way out there on Planet X-42718
  peering through his telescope one night late
the astronomer's eyes opened wider and wider
  at what he was viewing in the lenses inside her

Will you look at that! he exclaimed in X-47218-ese
  I can see through Planet E-0054's atmosphere with ease
It seems that all kinds of creatures are living down there
  The news of this discovery will spark great fanfare

And so it did, and so it was that a hue and cry arose
  to visit Planet E-0054 to try to get to know
who those creatures were and what they were doing
  an expedition was organized for clear nights with good viewing

But the skies clouded up for a month or so
  'til the green light was given for the expedition to go
There was countdown and blast-off, and things seemed ideal
  yet little glitches started popping up piecemeal

Poor planning had them on top of the planet quite fast
  when their radar picked up signals that left them aghast
fleets of missiles and bombs designed to blow them apart
  What sort of creatures would do this? Had they no hearts?
 
So the expedition quickly turned back, severely disappointed
  taking one last look back where the rendezvous was appointed
Yet lo and behold, there was absolutely nothing they could see
  the planet's atmosphere re-polluted, from sea to garbage-strewn sea

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Evelyn Judy Buehler April 29, 2020 at 10:53 PM Very entertaining poem, Gershon. It was very interesting, and funny too! Gershon Wolf April 30, 2020 at 9:27 AM ---An abbreviated version of one of your epic travel-writes, to which I so look forward. Thanks, Evelyn! :) gw

Sam Kauffman April 29, 2020 at 10:02 PM So much fun with a great message! If the shoe fits....! I think I hear footsteps of Dr. Seuss! Sam Kauffman April 30, 2020 at 1:52 PM Why am I not surprised? I love all three as well! Now I see where the mischief comes from - in your writes (wouldn't want to end with a preposition). Looking forward to another expedition from your pen! Gershon Wolf April 30, 2020 at 9:25 AM You caught me red-penned, Sam. My three major poetic influences are Emily Dickinson, Ogden Nash, and Dr. Seuss. Thanks, gw