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Moon Trip

Is it possible that man has evolved too soon?
Men who never intend to go, send other men to the moon.

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Karen Jones

October 24, 2025 at 1:42 PM

Things that make you go hmmmmm! Enjoyed

Hilda Greenhough

October 24, 2025 at 2:15 PM

Thank you.

Shadow Hamilton

October 22, 2025 at 12:19 AM

hi Hilda I was drawn in by the title well written hugs Shadow

Hilda Greenhough

October 22, 2025 at 4:29 AM

Thank you for commenting.

Dr. Vandana Sharma

October 9, 2025 at 7:35 AM

Wonderful ponderings!

Hilda Greenhough

October 9, 2025 at 12:51 PM

It's a thinking poem. Thank you.

Elena Eagle

September 30, 2025 at 8:50 AM

A cool poem.

Hilda Greenhough

October 5, 2025 at 8:27 PM

Thank you.

Danny Derden

September 20, 2025 at 11:18 AM

Wry and pointed. This couplet critiques ambition and detachment, where progress in exploration outpaces progress in empathy or unity. The rhyme is clean, and the message lands with quiet irony—evolution measured not by capability, but by conscience.

Hilda Greenhough

September 20, 2025 at 6:28 PM

Thank you. I hope it's not too critical. I know that I won't be volunteering to leave earth. I guess I'm guilty too

Darlene De Beaulieu

September 20, 2025 at 11:18 AM

Heldia i agree. I want to thank y0u for the lovely comment you gave me on my poetry. Hugs. Enjoy your day /Darlene/

Darlene De Beaulieu

September 21, 2025 at 10:39 AM

Hello Hilda, and I appreciate your visit to. Hufgs. /Darlene/

Hilda Greenhough

September 20, 2025 at 6:29 PM

Thank you. I appreciate your visit.

Christopher Delegans

September 18, 2025 at 10:19 PM

I love the thought. Thanks for sharing this with us.

Hilda Greenhough

September 20, 2025 at 11:08 AM

Thank you for reading.

Shadow Hamilton

September 17, 2025 at 12:22 PM

gives one pause for thought Hilda what might be has still to come hugs Shadow

Hilda Greenhough

September 17, 2025 at 12:54 PM

Thank you.

Krishika Upadhyay

September 15, 2025 at 8:06 PM

This is short and thought-provoking. It captures irony and curiosity about human ambition with sharp simplicity. Thank you for sharing this with us.

Hilda Greenhough

September 15, 2025 at 8:16 PM

Thank you for reading it. I wish it were a little longer. Space is a big undertaking.

Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh

September 15, 2025 at 4:09 AM

True and funny

Hilda Greenhough

September 15, 2025 at 12:24 PM

Thanks for your visit.

David Crandall

September 14, 2025 at 6:36 PM

I agree with CayCay, this makes me think. If someone was looking for volunteers to go to the moon, I'd take a step backward. I prefer to watch it from here on earth.

Hilda Greenhough

September 14, 2025 at 7:36 PM

Me too. I don't think they'll miss me.

CayCay Godwin

September 14, 2025 at 3:14 PM

Deep and thought provoking. Should do well in contest. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Hilda Greenhough

September 14, 2025 at 3:24 PM

Thank you. I'm glad you liked it.

Paige Hind

September 12, 2025 at 7:28 PM

Clever- and ironic, isn't it?

Hilda Greenhough

September 12, 2025 at 7:35 PM

Yes, I would imagine a person would be volunteering if the liked the science so much. Intellectuals don't tend to go to the gym. Maybe physical fitness is important.

Gershon Wolf

September 11, 2025 at 7:22 PM

Seems that your worries are over. Man is devolving faster than light these days. ~ gw

Hilda Greenhough

September 11, 2025 at 8:38 PM

Lol. A good point.

Victor Buhagiar

September 9, 2025 at 3:10 AM

To go to the moon is a remarkable feat. But I always ask: what for? Meantime, wars, murders, and hunger rule the world.

Hilda Greenhough

September 9, 2025 at 6:35 AM

They don't grow food on the moon. Thank you for your comment.

Anne-Lise Andresen

September 8, 2025 at 1:22 AM

- I love looking at the moon, Hilda ...with my feet planted on the earth :) - hugs

Hilda Greenhough

September 8, 2025 at 5:41 AM

Exactly. The moon is prettier from afar. I enjoy hearing from you.

Valsa George

September 7, 2025 at 10:03 PM

We fear the unknown and we don't dare to take a risk. But we are happy and eager to see others exploring the unknown mysteries, so that we can know more about them.

Hilda Greenhough

September 7, 2025 at 11:39 PM

True. It is travel to the unknown but I'm not that curious. Thank you for your visit.

Kim Rodrigues

September 7, 2025 at 7:55 PM

Safety and security first brought the moon to light not wanting to stay unprotected.

Hilda Greenhough

September 7, 2025 at 8:05 PM

Hmm. You've piqued my interest.

Susan Ashley

September 7, 2025 at 6:14 PM

Dear Hilda, I adore the thought-provoking spirit of your poem. A great title too. I like both my feet on the ground. I don’t particularly enjoy flying the friendly skies never mind the dark expanse of space. Your poem rings true though.. the brains send the brawn. Warmest wishes, my poet friend.. ~Susan

Hilda Greenhough

September 7, 2025 at 6:21 PM

Thank you for reading my poem. I agree with you about staying on the ground.