Best Aldrin Poems
Armstrong, Collins and Aldrin
were the three that made up the crew
to be the first men to set foot on the moon
was what they were determined to do.
1969 was the year that it happened
16 July was the day
early that morning the blast- off took place
Apollo 11 was sent on its way.
They went over their plans for 3 or 4 days
on their way as they traveled through space
then it was time to descend to the moon
and gently land on its face.
On 20 July they made their descent
in the lunar module they commanded
History was made when we heard these words
"Houston, the Eagle has landed."
Neil Armstrong stepped out of the Eagle
and uttered these words so defined
"One small step for man
one giant leap for mankind."
An American flag was left on the moon
as a reminder of what they had done
they returned to Earth on July 24
their success was second to none.
This event went down in History
its success helped us to learn
that though other planets are quite far away
we can go there and safely return.
I remember when…
Main Street was laid with dark red brick
now it’s laid with black hot asphalt.
The stench alone can make one sick
with environmental assault.
I remember when…
Our radio was our television
we could get broadcasts all around the world.
Letting imagination envision
as the “War of the Worlds” unfurled.
I remember when…
Buzz Aldrin stepped down on the moon
how ecstatic our nation was.
Dancing about on big sand dune
setting communications abuzz.
I remember when…
On my first date, went to drive-in movie
where we viewed the picture “Bonnie and Clyde”.
We really dug it, thought it was groovy
but saddened they were so young when they died.
I remember when…
Schools showed respect for country and to God
with pledge of allegiance and morning prayer.
Today they have spared the punishment rod
and high esteem for beliefs we did share.
Copyright © 2013 By Caryl S. Muzzey
The day would pass in blissful brightness, with our brains on auto-pilot. The stories we'd tell and the memories we'd conjure up from years past, one couldn't help but think we were all running on about four pots of coffee each with the energy that was pumping through our veins. From jokes about serial killers in the woods, wondering if we were ever gonna find the lake, to the constant face-palms of: Why-didn't-we-do-this-sooner? and We-should-do-this-more-often! It was an indefinable mix of regret at having not done this earlier, and joy at the prospect of more to come.
To this day I can still recall the feeling of sitting by the shore of Hidden Lake, watching the sun set behind the tall mountain peaks that threatened to shatter the sky, knowing full well what would happen if I didn't gather wood for the fire soon. The darkness would encroach, and the temperature would drop to such that even the leaves themselves might shiver. The sun took his role once more as the proverbial clock, and the moon, his mistress, would instill within us that feeling of yearning long buried beneath decade's worth of city distractions.
Joel would be chopping sticks and logs, and Monica would prepare the sausages for the fire, while the rest of the gang (Jonathan, Brandon and I) struggled with setting up tents. Deeply knit eyebrows, tongue stuck out in deep concentration, as if anticipating future interstellar flight. It came to me shortly after, once the pegs were pegged, flaps were zipped, that if by some miracle Buzz Aldrin stepped into the woods on that fine snowy evening, he'd happily affirm my suspicions: it's not rocket science, folks.
The mirror of the lake would turn into molasses when the sun finally set. The flashlights would be drawn, cutting into the night like light-sabers or futuristic cyclops if headlamp is more your style. The rest of the crew were all huddled around a crackling fire, and I'd be changing into my skivvies not 10 feet away. Why?
Because I could.
coals smolder
a spark cleaves
to the sky
Florida Evans
Ethel Mertz
Theodore Huxtable
Michael Scott
Mary Albright
Bob Vance
Dr. Johnny Fever
George Jefferson
Esther Anderson
Mayor Quimby
J.J. Evans
Lily Aldrin
Lisa Douglas
Gloria Stivic
Uncle Fester
Oliver Wendell Douglas
Arnold Ziffel
Archie Bunker
Gomez Addams
Baldrick
Gomer Pyle
Lord Percy Percy
Grady Wilson
Wally Cleaver
Beyond like a dream
unfolding on this historic day
astronauts head skyward - heroes,
fools, call them what you may
The world watches in awe
its genesis where no man has been.
Strange land, a new beginning -
behold the lunar return to Eden
A cratered moon beckons,
this globe of reflected light -
Armstrong and Aldrin silently land,
Mike Collins considers his plight
Each man had their rituals
at this point in time.
Aldrin in silence broke the bread
and drank the holy wine
Now only bootprints remain
for some celestial traveller to find,
and a commemorative plaque that reads
“We came in peace for all mankind”
O’ moon, they walked over you -
revealed, you shine naked.
Your secrets exposed in the name of man...
Christ! Is nothing sacred?
Written: 1992
It was the third lunar mission
Of the Apollo space program;
Destination was the earth’s moon
Where two men were going to land.
Neil Armstrong was the Commander;
Piloting the Columbia was Michael Collins;
Edwin “Buzz” Aldrin would Pilot the Eagle;
The landing craft they would land in.
Aldrin landed the Eagle
In the Sea of Tranquility,
While millions watched on TV sets,
Including my family and me.
On July 20, 1969,
Men from the Apollo 11 space flight
For the first time walked on the moon
Late on that summer night.
I’ll never forget the exact day it occurred;
It’s a special day for me;
I shared my eleventh birthday
With the men of Apollo 11 and history.
Do you have that memory of where you were,
When certain events in your life did occur.
Where were you when Elvis died or when,
Armstrong stepped on the moon just before Aldrin.
When 9/11 occurred I was delivering in my van,
I didn't connect when I first heard the man say
That reports were coming in about that fateful day,
I asked my customer to tune into CNN just to see,
If what I had heard could tragically, possibly be.
That a plane had crashed into the World Trade Centre,
We all watched in awe him , his wife and me,
Even seeing it wondering if this could possibly be.
As went back to my van to collect another case,
My radio shouted out "Another has hit the same place"!
Back to the house I ran, the woman was crying, so was the man.
We all watched in horror as scenes to horrible to contemplate
Then before our eyes, an unbelievable sight unfolded,
Tower One, like a house of cards crumbled to the ground.
People cried and screamed on the TV as we heard and saw,
Tower Two follow into that dust filled Maw.
It was up to then and also since been a memory of dismay,
That from my mind I have never been able to put away.
Many are the terrorism and conspiracy theories that abound,
Still will not bring back the 2996 now under the ground.
God Bless all those who somehow survived this scene of hell,
God Bless all the emergency teams who worked hard as well.
That this actually happened is still hard to contemplate.
Fifteen years on and I pray for a release from the hate,
So America, rebuild and remember what has made you so great.
In a world of turmoil and unrest, may you stand tall,
To you I say God Bless You ALL.
© Dave Timperley 11 September 2016
December 5, 1941 - the day I was born
December 7, 1941 - Pearl Harbor attacked
June 2, 1953 - Coronation of Queen Elizabeth II
November 22, 1963 - Assassination of John F. Kennedy
July 20, 1969 - Armstrong and Aldrin set foot on the moon
August 9, 1974 - Richard Nixon resigned the presidency
November 9, 1989 - Berlin Wall came down
December 25, 1991 - Collapse of the Soviet Union
September 11, 2001 - Attack on the World Trade Center
January 6, 2021 - Insurrectionist attack on U. S. Capitol
Written September 11, 2021
Last year I thought I’d start something new…a new custom…a new tradition…
It never caught on but I’m bringing it back…this year…with a few revisions…
My idea is to celebrate December 26th!
like Christmas, it’s filled with joy and love and laughter
but has the disadvantage…of arriving one day after.
If not…I’m afraid December 26 is fated to remain unreckoned…
doomed to stand in relative obscurity with its neighbor…January 2nd.
I think it’s time we celebrate those days…days that could have been so great
if they hadn’t been ill-fated…..to show up one day late.
Do you know the name of the first man on the moon?
Of course…everybody does?
But do you remember the second…Ed Aldrin…his family called him Buzz.
Buzz Aldrin… the second man to emerge from the Lunar Module….
his history forever destined to be blurred…
Just like the groundhog who quietly emerges from his burrow…on February 3rd
Mt. Everest is the tallest mountain in the world…the second is almost as high…
yet K2 remains an afterthought…kind of like the 5th day of July.
Everyone knows Amelia Earhart, her story is one of courage, strength and devotion.
She was the first female pilot to fly by herself…across the Atlantic Ocean.
The second was Geraldine Mock, and at her even more accolades were hurled
for she kept going after crossing the Atlantic…and flew around the world!
Isn’t it funny how life works, for no one could have foreseen
that Geraldine would be a footnote in history…just like the day after Halloween.
But such is the way the calendar unfolds, be it September, October or December
some days, like people, are destined for greatness, while others we hardly remember.
I think it’s time we change all that…and give these days their due
For I believe ‘days after’ deserve their place in history too.
At the very least ‘days after’…I, for one, think you’re great…
If nothing else you’re four times luckier
than February 28!
It is nine thirty pm, Houston time,
on July twenty, nineteen sixty nine.
Armstrong is the first to wriggle
out of a square hole in the Eagle.
He moves a camera into position
so the world can follow his mission.
“One small step for man, he chimed,
…….one giant leap for mankind.”
Aldrin, now out, joined in recitation,
“beautiful, magnificent desolation”.
While on earth six hundred million watch
a flag planted in dirt too hard to scratch.
Awake many hours, back inside to rest…
too cold to sleep but they did their best.
Soon the command module would align,
a new chapter in history they would design.
Heroes for ever among a mortal throng,
astronauts Buzz Aldrin and Neil Armstrong.
© 08 Jan 2011 Charles Henderson
For Carolyn’s and James' History contest
I wished you a Happy Christmas Eve and Christmas Day with merriment and laughter
and now I wish you Happy December 26 the less well known…day after.
(If you are from the United Kingdom or Canada…put this poem away
You have solved December 26th’s dilemma by celebrating Boxing Day)
But in America December 26 is a day that attempts to be brave and save face
for it knows it could have been a holiday but had to settle for second place.
Yes, I’m afraid December 26 in history is fated to remain unreckoned.
doomed to stand in relative obscurity with its neighbor January 2nd.
Today I celebrate all those days who because of their chronological lateness
are destined to travel down the path of history...one day away from greatness.
Do you know the name of the first man on the moon? Of course, everybody does.
But do you remember the second, Ed Aldrin, his friends and family called him Buzz.
We remember Edmund Hillary, the first to scale Mt. Everest, the first to find his way
but who remembers, Tenzing Norgay, the sherpa who accompanied him that day?
They climbed the tallest mountain in the world but the second is almost as high
Yet K-2 is only an afterthought, kind of like the 5th of July.
We remember Snow White as the first movie Disney brought to the silver screen
but the second, Pinocchio must take its place next to the innocuous March 18.
Everyone knows Amelia Earhart, her story is one of courage and devotion
She was the first woman to fly solo across the Atlantic Ocean.
The second was Geraldine Mock, at her even more accolades were hurled
for she kept going after crossing the Atlantic, and flew around the world.
Isn’t it funny how life works, for none of us could have foreseen
that Geraldine would be disregarded in history like the day after Halloween.
But such is the way the calendar unfolds from January to December
Some days, like people, are destined for greatness while others we hardly remember.
I think it’s time we change all that and give these days and people their due.
for I believe second places and day afters deserve a home in our hearts too.
So hold your head up December 26th…you have no reason to whine…
After all you could come around only once every 4 years….
my condolences to February 29.
fingertips typing and soul trips
a beautiful crow on crescent stem sits
a hot cup of wisdom from it he sips
a golden leaf pray to never leave
a womb of stories and a burden to conceive
a digital nomad from face to face he made a book
some search for how to look, some love how they look
king of sand seal your metaphor
in silicone Valley they can't stand the allure
tesla ate the bait a wireless prophet ripped for profit
the mummy laughed, what's a radioactive civilization with empty tummy
the capitalist and the commy, I know your hermaphrodite mommy
have you seen black eyed sunny
a brother with no brother or sister, nothing but a soul blister
a husband with no wife, oh what a life
a father with no children, like the moon to buzz aldrin
a lover who went undercover
and that's the nature of the pilgrim
seven billion suns yet we see only one
wolf howling from sadness and love madness
from the carnivorous to the pathetic nose pierced punk
even when submarine, you could be sunk
the rock bottom and lessons in stock
the driest of cores lies in the most submerged rock
I guess that's why sobriety must be dry
there's a lie in every truth, there's a truth in every
matters of the perfect alibi
and the tree still stands and the root still expands
Tamer Hossam
For a man....
A calendar marks fifty years
since an audacious mission,
a rare moment of global unity,
a leap forward.
But there is no leap, no grand
accomplishment without small steps.
Before female computers
slide rule math was machined
into mechanical gears,
then encoded in ones and zeroes,
first in cards and vacuum tubes, then transistors,
now microchips and nanobots.
Before Saturn rolled out,
behemoth pointing to the heavens,
Gemini made numerous flights, orbiting
our pale blue dot.
Before Gemini, Mercury reached
tentatively into space.
From the Wright brothers at Kitty Hawk
to Goddard's experiments, each step
expanded our knowledge and horizons, allowing
Armstrong, Aldrin and Collins to strap in
to the world's most powerful rocket.
Accelerating to seventeen thousand
miles per hour to park above
earth
before translunar injection,
navigating two hundred thirty nine thousand
miles through black void, men of Apollo
took a giant leap forward
with one more step.
Engineers turned theory into rockets.
Test pilots turned astronauts flew
them - and us - to the moon.
And we take planes to the edge,
pushing boundaries, until
we turn the calendar
one day and marvel
at a new world, far
from that first
small
step.
- A tribute to the astronauts, scientists, engineers and workers who expanded our horizon in 1969; written for the 50th anniversary of the Apollo 11 moon landing. The "we" in the poem refers to pilots who compete in the International Aerobatic Club (IAC) as well as IMAC, the International Miniature Aerobatic Club. Published in the IMAC newsletter, Vol. VII, 2019.
I’ve written about the day before Christmas…then added Christmas Day into the mix…
So it only seems appropriate that I write about December 26.
So…happy day after Christmas…like Christmas it’s a day that can enchant and captivate…but it has the disadvantage of arriving one day late.
December 26 knows it could be a day more people would adore…
If only it showed up a little earlier…if it had arrived one day before.
(Not to make light of Boxing Day or the Feast of St. Stephen…which on the 26th are on display…ill-fated,, however, to be celebrated in the shadow of Christmas Day.)
Yes I’m afraid December 26th if destined forever to be cursed…
with the relative obscurity of the day that follows January 1st.
So today I celebrate all those days who just because of their one-day lateness
are destined to travel down the path of history...one day away from greatness.
We remember the first man on the moon…how Neil Armstrong led the way…
while the second Buzz Aldrin, is as remembered as they day after Valentine’s day
We remember Edmund Hillary, the first to scale Mt. Everest one cold and fateful day
but who remembers, Tenzing Norgay, the sherpa who accompanied him on his way?
Mt. Everest it’s the tallest mountain in the world but the second is almost as high
Yet K-2 is only an afterthought, kind of like the 5th day of July.
Amelia Earhart was the first to fly across the Atlantic Ocean…at her many accolades were hurled…but did you know the second, Geraldine Mock..actually made it all the way around the world?
Isn’t it funny how life works, for none of us could have foreseen
that Geraldine would be a footnote in history…like the day after Halloween.
But such is the way the calendar unfolds, from January to December
some days, like people are destined for greatness…while others we hardly remember.
I think it’s time we change all that and give these days and people their due.
for I believe second places and days after deserve a home in our hearts too.
So hold your chin up December 26th, today is your day to shine…
after all you could show up only every 4years…like February 29.
It has been half a century since the first moon landing.
It was a historical event that was absolutely outstanding.
The Apollo 11 landed on the moon's surface fifty years ago today.
Two astronauts walked on the moon which is over 238,000 miles away.
Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin were pioneers like Daniel Boone.
On July 20, 1969, Armstrong and Aldrin landed on the moon.
As Armstrong stepped on the moon's surface, he said "That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind".
When those brave astronauts left the moon to come home, the American flag was something they left behind.
I wasn't alive in 1969 so the moon landing wasn't something that I was able to witness.
But I'm guessing that it was awesome for those who were alive, a wonderful experience.
NASA is an independent agency of the United States Federal Government.
I wish I could've seen the moon landing because it was one hell of an event.