Best Manned Poems

(Apologies to Rudyard Kipling)

 If you can cope with no view of the trees but only sky
 if you can navigate some toenail clippings floating by
 if you can use duct tape to stop a wound from bleeding faster
 because you're 90 million miles from...

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We worry, we watch, we wonder
As hurricanes race with fury
What will the strong surge put under?

It wobbles, it turns, we worry…
We pray for people to survive
As hurricanes race with fury

We just want all to stay alive
We watch the size, the wind, the eye
We pray for...

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From Italy’s Punta Carena Lighthouse painted pompeian red, 
we watch the sun sink into The Tyrrhenian Sea with some dread.
A magnificent beast, stone steps carved from lava taken from Mt. Vesuvius,
the feeling she gives this visitor is astro-new-vious.

An implied reverence, an unknown feeling, leaves me...

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