Best Centauri Poems
I live in a faraway densely forested habitable moon,
orbiting in the central Alpha Centauri star system.
I am a blue-skinned sapient humanoid,
and a pride of Omaticaya clan in paradise of Pandora.
I own the beauty of precious gem, a diamonds that glow.
Glistens like a crystal water softly flowing in a stream.
I love to ride in a back of Toruk, my flying dragon friend,
While embracing the love of the man, my avatar king.
The nature is where my heart beats...
I love the scent of flowers bloom in the field.
And enthralled my emotion with the song of birds.
Then make love with the avatar in the midst of forest.
In the land of Pandora, I cherish the love that I've found.
The gift of goddess Eywa, our life has sustained.
Value every single tears that these eyes held,
Then give all my strength to defend the beauty of our place.
This is where I found the man who changed my world.
I treasure every moment that our eyes met.
With his hands I feel secured,his touch made me stronger .
His lips I surrendered all the love I can share.
Nature and love , an eternal power from within.
This world has a lot of precious things to offer.
Come to me, let us dance in the psalm of breeze.
And cherish this divine freedom from within.
Inspired by fictitious character of "Neytiri"
from the movie "AVATAR"
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Epic
Categories:
centauri, adventure, beauty, fantasy, love,
Form:
Free verse
Will you believe if only humans exist?
I'm sure everyone has wondered.
Our solar system is in a difficult stage.
It has several different types of stars.
Planets, the same as our planetary systems,
There is no life in any of those worlds.
Likewise, it may be over humble.
Either it's too hot or too cold.
The Earth is just right, green, and calm.
We must maintain and replenish the Earth.
Are there other worlds the same as Earth?
Do life forms such as us live them?
What project for dealing with them?
In the Goldilocks world, that life is likely.
Our own Goldilocks planet is just right.
No wonder it's been a game of lowlifes.
We're living on the moon on one foot.
We're off to space in an Earthly pose.
We should never play with a telescope.
Waiting at the ending of a taut rope.
Our preferred zone is the "Goldilocks zone."
Alpha Centauri is ideal for Earth-like stars.
Alpha Centauri has one planet Earth-sized.
Red dwarf stars harm life around there.
A fresh Proxima B is four light-years away.
75 thousand years to arrive on the Voyager.
Proxima Centauri would take 215 million years.
Please don't follow in our footsteps, next generation.
Have you finally resolved the issue?
It must exist, and you'll find it.
Faith and hope bind us together.
The mainstay of our efforts has shifted to space.
Until we reach the red planet Mars,
How long can you last with no food or clean air?
Water first, then stay there.
Whatever funds we throw, it's never enough.
All would be lost if this Earth dried up.
We must feel the urge to analyze Goldilocks.
written: April 10, 2021
Goldilocks Zone Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anthony Biaanco
Categories:
centauri, adventure, color, confusion, earth,
Form:
Free verse
I've cried the tears ...
I've suffered the years ...
I've tasted the fears ...
Of a spaceman hurtling through the void
Loneliness grows daily on the inside,
as I continue this autopilot ride
to the other side of the sun
This tritainium space ship moves swiftly
towards our sun's nearest relative
Alpha Centauri ... destination of my personal glory
I forsook family and friends,
to live a lonely existence in a metal cabin
in the vast wilderness of space
There are four other cosmonauts with me;
but they are asleep in cryostasis,
until we reach the end of this journey
Fusion moving to the other side of the sun
Being the lone human sentry,
I chose to sacrifice ... age my years naturally
on this long ten-year mission
No suspended animation, only a virtual companion
A computer generated voice of a Russian-accented woman,
paired with an attractive holographic image
to placate the intense loneliness of the vacuum
Her voice represents a New Age of Enlightenment,
vestiges of a new peace made between old enemies
In the year 2117, our mission represents this new peace offering
My war now is with the elements of the void:
a relentless solar wind that flings
microscopic particles that daily pierce our metal skin,
trying always to let deadly cosmic radiation in
But our white cell-like nanobytes work tirelessly to keep us safe
Nearing the unknown side of a new sun
In the ninth year, the last year of this exhausting space trip,
I start to dream of odd things ... old longings and new anxious moments
that soon await me
Noise of activity will shortly invade my quiet realm,
as I awake my fellow astronauts and robot work soldiers
Before we left to go on the other side of the sun,
to this new and strange alien one ...
I kissed my wife and three kids goodbye,
and told them to start a new life
For on the other side of the sun is where I will die
Categories:
centauri, sad love, science fiction,
Form:
Narrative
STANZA ONE
He had the heart of a lion
And the strength of a bear
Ripping his enemies apart
He would crush and tear
Man of steel
With charm and grace
No one can dare confront him
Or look at his face
He is all over the world
And all over the place
He stands on the silver clouds
And drift through the winds
The colour of his skin matters less
As long as he is bless
By God
Samson! David or my Mohammed Ali
Roosevelt or Lincoln
Whatever name you may be
Oh! Superman
He has come to rescue us from harm
I love the way he looks
His carriage and charm
You remind of Horatio Nelson
The way you fight with one arm
And he looks above the horizon like a demigod
His composure was calm and undisturbed
Oh! Superman
Messenger of God
He prays hard to the Almighty and serves the Lord
Oh Superman!
The strongest man I have ever seen
A man a thousand men can not win
He had the strength of Samson
And the wisdom of Solomon
He is the king of us all
But he will not acknowledge
that title
Firm like Stalin
When it is time to take a decision
Never look back
Takes no permission
The true hero of the revolution
Was Leon Trosky
Washington of our time
Deliver us from the Great Evil
No matter where it may be
Oh Superman! Oh Superman! Oh Superman!
He lives in me
I am determine to sacrifice my life
For the sake others
So that all men will be free
And stand for the rights of men
Where ever they may be
I will seek them in the lions den
And send evil doers to the past
With one blast
And that will be their last
STANZA TWO
He had the heart of a lion
And the strength of a bear
Ripping his enemies apart
He would crush and tear
Man of steel
With charm and grace
No one can dare confront him
Or look into at his face
Samson! David or my Mohammed Ali
Roosevelt or Lincoln
Whatever name you may be
Oh! Superman
When he was born an old witch
Saw a prophecy
That a king is coming soon
Because the Moon was still shining even at afternoon
And the sun was still sleeping in his lazy crib
To live a promising life of adventure
Little did his parents know
That he was a man as a child
Before he would grow
And his glory would glow
Like the Alpha Centauri
Oh Superman!
From dusk to dawn
He lays awake
And would take
Any challenge that comes his way
And would live his life like every other day
And he would live his life for the sake of others
Defender of justice and freedom
Thinks like an old sage
Because he has wisdom
Categories:
centauri, god, race,
Form:
Epic
Relative time from departure body --
Thus, from Earth we hail.
Sailing to Wolf at light-speed tardy,
Cryonic-dreams of Dale.
Awakened, rudely, at a mere eleven:
A technical glitch, a fail.
Three years to seven, it's never exact,
The crew all burnt and stale.
A compulsory note confirms the fact,
Twenty-five years until mail.
Nothing can dim the sadness I feel,
Save for my faraway Dale.
Androgynous android without a face
Plays chess and laughs so frail.
Reprogrammed to simulate the grace
Of my beloved, bountiful Dale.
Repairs all done -- frozen sleep begun....
A starship commences to wail.
Entering Wolf's red-dwarf, m-class sun.
Thawed, I recalibrate the ACF sail
For low-level orbit around planet 1061.
The lander is prepped to auto-bail.
Message received at base Alpha Centauri --
Four years to Earth and Dale.
A fuchsia sky and gravity-rich mass.
I scan for colonists, to no avail.
Starlight dining with my android lass,
Upgrade face of porcelain-pale.
I signal, farm, rave, survive and wait ... for
A reply from Earth and Dale.
I deflate and weep at the message reaped:
She was killed by a rusty nail!
On mission eve she planned and weaved,
Then cloned her brain to scale.
Bestowed to a droid, my darling destroyed --
'Twas a masterful, Holy Grail code employed.
We walk together the newly trail --
Zeke T. and android, Dale....
Categories:
centauri, absence, lonely, love, planet,
Form:
Narrative
Dragon likes secrets but can’t keep them… UH UH! No way!
But he’s also, often confused by what he sees every single day.
Now he got interested in Area 51, and wanted a meet and greet…
Of aliens, so when he disappeared we sought him in the streets.
We checked out Hwy 51, mile marker 51, and the 51 mph speed limit sign.
I know it’s weird, but for us 51 mph is perfect, for giving speeding fines.
We checked with the Sheriff of Crazyland cause of the history they’ve had.
We were finally, really worried, and about to list him in a lost and found ad.
He told us of visiting with an alien, earlier, on a silver motorcycle, here about.
Silver jumpsuit, helmet, boots, and silver all the rest… so we put an APB out!
I was getting more than worried… As panicked, I was very quickly becoming!
Next time I’ll listen, when my little widdle Dragon starts his mouth a running!
Suddenly in the front yard, in the sky, came a flash of silver and green light!
And out popped The Green Lantern plus the Silver Surfer, in all their might!
From behind the Silver Surfer, Dragon leaped into my open and inviting arms.
Naturally with us both, landing flat upon the ground… stopping all my alarms.
The Silver Surfer had given Dragon a fun ride, but Dragon had gotten kinda lost!
He’d looked away, and Dragon being curious, had at that moment, wandered off.
Then Dragon was kidnapped by an alien gang, who wanted to sell him to a Zoo!
In Alpha Centauri! But his fire saved him, it became way too hot, when it blew!
Dragon was scared, as he learned not all alien’s are good, as he bowed his head.
Plus flying a space ship isn’t good, when fire blows all around, it has been said!
Thankfully, they’d needed an SOS, which had saved our little sweet Dragon guy.
Then the Silver Surfer & Green Lantern, brought our little one home, now wise!
Of course a naptime was in order, as we tucked him into his soft, safe bed, too.
But he now knew: Alien Super Heroes do exist, and that dreams can come true…
And to never go anywhere without, his family, with him, but we can now say…
For a Hero Dragon and his new friends, it was an Interstellar Great News Day!
Some bad guys learned that: Dragon Heroes are just too hot to handle! No cliché!
And Dragon was good… for the rest of the Day! Thank goodness! And Hooray!
Written 7-29-2016, This one is for my friend Steve….
Categories:
centauri, adventure, fantasy, fun, funny,
Form:
Light Verse
Kermit went into space one day aboard that illustrious rocket X.
Miss Piggy wasn’t far behind, so as to be there with her man.
Those W.I.E.R.D. frogs of mine, came along, hitching, for the ride.
Can you imagine what any aliens would think, finding them inside?
Of course, they were heading straight to Mars, for first contact with that face.
Then off, to sightsee near the North Pole, to check out that great worm place.
They expect to hitch a ride from there, from the aliens… to view Saturn’s rings.
Then off for a jaunt to Alpha Centauri to find that lost family of Robinson’s.
If only our great government could’ve got their act together… Perhaps…
They could’ve done the exact same thing. But Nooo, they’re impossibly set.
And of course, Miss Piggy can take the blame if public relations… become upset.
We really don’t want the first people aliens see, to be our crazy Congress, yet.
The W.I.E.R.D frogs can be most entertaining, as they croon out modern songs.
Singing in acappella, with break dancing will add a great touch, as they go along.
I’m sure, old Kermit can curtail Miss Piggy, so the aliens get a word in edgewise.
And with his endearing personality, I’m sure they’ll become great alien… allies.
Categories:
centauri, adventure, fantasy, funny, humorous,
Form:
Light Verse
How could I forget
My net-setting
Cyber-space cadet
She’s not really sure
What planet she’s on
A cyberian tour
From Beetlejuice
Via Alpha Centauri
She’s hanging loose
Lee onto reality
Milking motion out of
Inter-galactic gravity
The Space Cadet vortex
Sucks me in to
Her cerebral cortex
Spins me outside
My comfort zone
Nowhere to hide
My face book page
Hacked in an attack
Of jealous rage
By an ex-cadet
Now lieutenant
I’ll never forget
Any of my
Net-setting
Cyber-Space Cadets!
Categories:
centauri, nonsense, space, travel,
Form:
Rhyme
A dance divine with a celestial convivial chime
Gazing galaxies upon a midnight summer's breeze
Wormholes waking as the nesting nebulae are baking
Star cluster smiles twinkling traverse the many miles
Alpha Centauri within gravitational galactic glory
Cosmological constellations need no explanations
Blusterous Black holes sucking in symmetrical souls
Thru the Multi-verse all shall divide and disperse.
June.25.2017
LATE JUNE PREMIERE CONTEST - Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Categories:
centauri, beauty, philosophy, space,
Form:
Free verse
Is it a butterfly out in the blue,
poised in its daintily delicate flight—
nebula N G C six three oh two—
offering rhymers a poem to write?
In our galaxy, that is the Way Milky,
with structure bipolar in particular,
appear those elongated wings so silky,
from the gas that’s spewed forth perpendicular
to the doughnut-shaped dust ring pinching its core.
Talk about outer space distances far,
this butterfly stretches two light-years and more,
half the distance from Sun to the nearest star,
which is Alpha Centauri, to be precise.
This fairytale picture, a magical treat
like sugar and spice and everything nice,
doth awaken our childhood senses sweet.
Found in the Scorpius Constellation,
it’s known as the Bug Nebula as well.
Yet in this versified celebration
its Butterfly name suits the tale to tell.
With dust belt that gives it an hourglass mien,
though appearance deceives and perceptions can spoil,
one conjures up quite an impression serene.
But cauldrons of heated gas furiously roil
within each planetary nebula wing
of the butterfly that it’s resembling.
The gas tears across this immense outer space
at six hundred thousand miles an hour!
Imagine a butterfly at such a pace
frantically flitting from flower to flower!
So Butterfly Nebula’s not as it seems.
Like the bubble, bubble, trouble and toil
in nightmarish witch Shakespearean dreams,
it is seething in inner and outer turmoil…
And with dying star center five times mass solar,
no wonder that poor butterfly is bipolar!
~ Harley White
[Inspiration for the poem was from the article, 'Butterfly Emerges from Stellar Demise in Planetary Nebula NGC 6302' ~ Image: NGC 6302 (Butterfly Nebula, Bug Nebula) ~ The image is a composite of separate exposures made by the WFC3 instrument on the Hubble Space Telescope. Six filters were used to sample narrow wavelength ranges. The color results from assigning different hues (colors) to each monochromatic image. ~ Image credit: NASA, ESA, and the Hubble SM4 ERO Team]
Categories:
centauri, dream, fantasy, imagery, imagination,
Form:
Ekphrasis
1
This spring’s rye and wheat
Two sister’s marriage gift from Lord
They are red and white
2
Geeta and Greta
Two sisters from Alpha Centauri
Home to mother earth
3
You said yes
King said no
Both agreed
Categories:
centauri, poetry,
Form:
Haiku
Autumn Stars
Autumn stars mature in the swirling Milky Way,
Umber, gold and fire of astral leaves
Twirling in the gradual autumnal transition sway
Under falling aster stars born of grace
Missing now the summer song of swan and lyre lays -
New the frosty Sculptor to crisp nights.
Stellar autumn artistry gathers fruits from galaxy fields
Then rides on Pegasus across the Centauri season
Abundant harvest of astral constellations gleaned yields
Ripening in celestial orchards of southern autumn’s hiatus -
Soul and Heart nebula bouquets seed Orion revealed.
10-1-21
Contest: Autumn Acrostic
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
Categories:
centauri, autumn, stars,
Form:
Acrostic
I found out that ol' JD died today
The funny thing is
Is that I thought that he died some years ago
And his ghost was sputtering about in some dilapidated mansion
Where the curtains have rotted to the rod
But, alas, he nearly lived to the centenarian status
I imagine that he did not once own a television-
He only heard the horror stories and how the ectoplasm
Oozes from its mechanized chips and radioactive tube.
It must have been especially disconcerting to him that countless people
Use this medium to connect to an artificial reality, and
Thereby,
Learned about him without ever reading one word of anything he'd ever written
Within such a corrupt medium
T.V. time specials, ya know, documentaries...
the new way to read a book
advanced cliff's notes cause your a tard.
Space images sent straight from the bowels of alpha centauri
With technology that absorbs completely
Well, JD, I hope your bones feed some beautiful trees
Categories:
centauri, food
Form:
Free verse
The search goes on
to discover at last
that we are not alone..
Yet others wait
for the discovery
that we are alone..
Alone in knowing
that Awareness knows
itself Alone
and that we
and this exoplanet
color our Awareness
as we remain Alone...
Closest Exoplanet To Earth -- August 2016
On Aug 24 2016, the European Southern Observatory announced the confirmation of the closest exoplanet to Earth. This illustration shows Proxima b, which orbits its parent star Proxima Centauri, the closest sun to Earth's sun. Proxima b lies within its sun's habitable zone, strongly suggesting the planet has liquid water on its surface.
Huffington Post
Categories:
centauri, beautiful, birth, philosophy, spiritual,
Form:
Blank verse
The mining company
Has confirmed of a place
Its in the Alpha Centauri
Deep out into space
Their provisional scouts
Miners and Geologists
Declare seams of Unobtanium
In a jungle greened mist
Expedition and workforce
With their military men
Set of to this planet
To mine this precious gem
The day arrives
As their equipment scores
Months now having passed
Leaving incredible sores
Their expansion of greed
On this planet so green
Turns the indigenous Na'vi
Against man and machine
With their ingenious science
Of Na'vi-human hybrid
They create avatars
Entering their mental state grid
Infiltrating this species
To gain them on their side
So that mans greed can prosper
Whilst another culture slides
The inevitability of conflict
Indigenous against modern man
Bows and arrows against bullets
The fighting has just began
This species on this far distant planet
Who are in tune with their natures surrounds
Watch on in horror as mans flying machines
Bring their Hometree to the ground
This stirs up this indigenous nation
To rise up against mans greed
With their harmony with nature
Unites all the planets breeds
The might of modern man
Has met their match this day
And sent them back where they came from
For once a planet saved from decay
"I watched Avatar today and i was blown away with the colours, graphics and
the sheer imagination along with the messages of how we treat others"
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/avatar.php
Categories:
centauri, fantasy
Form:
Quatrain