Best Outer Space Poems
When you float in outer space
with no one else around,
it gets a little lonely
and you start to miss the ground.
The familiar touch of Mother Earth
and friends to share the news,
is the kind of isolation
that can give someone the blues.
But you don't have to be in space
to feel alone and down;
you might swim a crowded pool
and still feel like you could drown.
But all it takes to raise some hope
that there'll be better weather,
is connecting with a friendly face
just like a spacesuit tether.
So if you feel you're out of touch
reach out to find a smile,
and if your feet are on the ground
then go the extra mile:
find someone who's drifting off
and offer them a hand,
bring them back into the ship
and help them safely land.
Categories:
outer space, friendship, inspirational, lonely, space,
Form:
Rhyme
No matter what seems to be important in my life
Give me wisdom and teach me to love
Like the sound of the wind, I hear the music
Angels came out of an endless space
As rainbow colors they surround me
An energy that vibrates around the body
Angels are so much more than faith
They are here to help us in difficult situations
Flying around wondering why
A guardian angel
One day they will be real
My hopes and dreams
08.01.2015
A-L Andresen :)
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Categories:
outer space, angel, beautiful, prayer,
Form:
Light Verse
On a planet in far outer space,
You'll find a familiar face,
The folk there you see,
Well they all look like me,
It must be a beautiful place.
Categories:
outer space, beautiful, children, funny, space,
Form:
Limerick
beyond light
in a park at the
edge of a small town
the car radio fades
to whispers of nothingness
darkness my intimate friend
one streak then another
something called
a shooting star
tells stories of
the reaches of outer space
a burning passion a passage
of a heavenly tail
swept by celestial light
and solar winds
moments of luminescence
seen through my windshield
where on other nights
breathless lovers dream
a universe their own
Categories:
outer space, love, magic,
Form:
Verse
LOST STARS IN OUTER SPACE
Puffs of smoke pushed by gusts of wind;
late autumn trees stripped clean of leaf and
fruit,
Doubly dead pulled up by the roots;
wild ocean waves leaving nothing on the beach
but the foam of their shame
Lost stars in outer space
on their way to the black hole
Jude vs.13 (The Bible—which is full of excellent poets like Jude)
Categories:
outer space, bible, christian,
Form:
Pastoral
Did you ever see a cow with a green eyebrow
Wow! Hope you sought some help
Did you ever see a llama, wearing pink pyjamas
Something more serious has developed
Did you ever see a fly with a polka dot tie
You're really need to visit a shrink
How about a turtle wearing a form fitting girdle
That would certainly make you blink
Did you ever see a bee with a sunburned knee
Should have used more suntan lotion
How about a bear with pink and green underwear
Surely that would cause a commotion
Did you ever see a spider drinking apple cider
How about a bear combing his hair
Or how about a kitten wearing woollen mittens
Or a horse fast asleep on a chair
You may think I've been smoking some funny stuff
But believe me that isn't the case
Actually I see many things that others don't see
Think I might be from outer space
© Jack Ellison 2014
Categories:
outer space, humor,
Form:
Quatrain
dripping my red ink…
my clumsy cousin from space
lovable lunkhead
Dotted, splattered, kicked the bucket under
My sofa…what a mess…what a great guest...
bleeds
on
my rug
pools
of
tie-dyed
fiber
he
is
so
sorry
roll
my
eyes
here on planet nice, we take our time, we often rhyme
dan’s just a dinosaur from planet earth, a primate
inclinations to spin
tornado style
disasters
follow
me
one day, i shall visit, his land of chaos
straighten the curves
tidy up the streets
set regular hours
bring peace
and
quiet
Categories:
outer space, cousin, space,
Form:
Free verse
It's freaking cold in outer space, minus 458 degrees
Where does it begin, just 62 miles before hitting deep freeze
Most space is empty
A vacuum quite aery
Mainly hydrogen, helium and some helmeted fleas
Categories:
outer space, space,
Form:
Limerick
They come in many different sizes
Different colors, different cuts
All purebred from Poodle planet
No mixing of Martian mutts
Innocently enough we let them into our homes
Now with too many it is to little to late
We've been taken captive without even knowing
By Poodles from Outer Space
Soon, very soon to take over it all
Ruling the world of common man
Getting us to do their bidding at every call
Has all along been their dastardly plan
Leading us to believe that we are the Masters
But what is really behind the bark
And what's up with all the tail wagging
Just waiting it out while playing their cards
And the crazed frenzy in all of the yapping
That they do while roaming in packs
Is just giving away their location
So the Mother Ship knows where they are at
As it continues to circle our planet
In the unassuming shape of a Milk-Bone
The Alien Poodles are in cahoots with Purina
Google it, you'll see I'm not wrong
Years ago they first landed in France
Where quickly they blended in
From there is where they ventured out
Into all the major Continents
Now in every corner of the world
In all of its crooks and crannies
Saying hello to those in the know wherever they go
By their Planet's greeting...the sniffing of fanny
Yes, they are Poodles from Outer Space
So toss that dog a bone
If you ever wonder who is in charge
And who it is that's owned...
I have 3 Poodles that own me...
I swear they're Aliens...
Categories:
outer space, funny, humor,
Form:
Light Verse
Outer Space Longing
I
pine
for you
who is lost
to me many years.
Never to see you once again
as I travel far away to unknown depths of space;
missing feeling the air you blew on my face as I looked at your lovely blue skies.
A poem for future space travelers who may not come back.
Categories:
outer space, absence, beautiful, earth, longing,
Form:
Fibonacci
"I wandered lonely as a cloud"
- William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a star
Out there in the evening sky,
Seems so close, yet was so far
To another who was like I;
How can it be there was no trace
Given the vastness of outer space?
After looking high and low
And saddened by night's end,
I caught a glimpse, a silver glow
A sign did the heavens send;
And me, thinking there was no hope
And me, without a telescope.
No closer could I be to you
In a universe so outstretched,
In the depth of midnight blue
The idea of us was too far-fetched;
Still I wander about this place so vast
A little less lonely, unlike in the past.
Just knowing you are out there
Gives a poet some peace of mind,
To stop looking for one so rare
That something too hard to find;
Twinkling in a galaxy of black,
We just say hello, forth and back.
Categories:
outer space, loneliness, lonely, night, sky,
Form:
Lyric
Stars in my midst
Jupiter my pillow
Earth my footstool
Dreams yet unshattered
High above the clouds
I'm limitless and talented
Comets my bedtime story
The sun my alarm clock
Mars my breakfast, lunch, and dinner
I'm living in outer space
And loving how it feels
Pluto and Uranus my distant brothers
Venus my mother
And Mercury, my sister
The possibilities are endless
All you have to do is dream
Dream high and big
Higher than people will ever think to imagine
The Milky Way my home
And as I awake from this dream
I know that's where I belong
Categories:
outer space, fantasy
Form:
Imagism
Afterglow
by Michael R. Burch
for Beth
The night is full of stars. Which still exist?
Before time ends, perhaps one day we’ll know.
For now I hold your fingers to my lips
and feel their pulse ... warm, palpable and slow ...
once slow to match this reckless spark in me,
this moon in ceaseless orbit I became,
compelled by wilder gravity to flee
night’s universe of suns, for one pale flame ...
for one pale flame that seemed to signify
the Zodiac of all, the meaning of
Love’s wandering flight past Neptune. Now to lie
in dawning recognition is enough ...
enough each night to bask in you, to know
the face of love ... eyes closed ... its afterglow.
The Insurrection of Sighs
by Michael R. Burch
She was my Shiloh, my Gethsemane;
she nestled my head to her breast
and breathed upon my insensate lips
the fierce benedictions of her ubiquitous sighs,
the veiled allegations of her disconsolate tears . . .
Many years I abided the agile assaults of her flesh . . .
She loved me the most when I was most sorely pressed;
she undressed with delight for her ministrations
when all I needed was a good night’s rest . . .
She anointed my lips with her soft lips’ dews;
the insurrection of sighs left me fallen, distressed, at her elegant heel.
I felt the hard iron, the cold steel, in her words and I knew:
the terrible arrow showed through my conscripted flesh.
The sun in retreat left her victor and all was Night.
The last peal of surrender went sinking and dying—unheard.
Star Crossed
by Michael R. Burch
Remember—
night is not like day;
the stars are closer than they seem ...
now, bending near, they seem to say
the morning sun was merely a dream
ember.
The State of the Art (?)
by Michael R. Burch
Has rhyme lost all its reason
and rhythm, renascence?
Are sonnets out of season
and poems but poor pretense?
Are poets lacking fire,
their words too trite and forced?
What happened to desire?
Has passion been coerced?
Shall poetry fade slowly,
like Latin, to past tense?
Are the bards too high and holy,
or their readers merely dense?
Categories:
outer space, dark, desire, extended metaphor,
Form:
Sonnet
Life is diverse.
A multi-seeking mess.
The particle, the wave.
All at the same time.
The unity is the disunity.
The Big Brother black hole
At the center of it all,
Silently howling for more.
Where does it all go?
The grinding of wills.
A quiet simmer.
The tension in the laughter.
The release of joy.
The exhilaration of touch,
Skin to skin.
Planets smashing into each other.
Voices crashing,
Like tectonic plates beneath us.
The smile that wants to frown.
The joke that was never told.
Brand spanking new planets to mold.
As we watch space fold,
Dancing soul to soul,
In common cosmic reverence.
Categories:
outer space, space,
Form:
Free verse
Are we visited from another world?
I think we are ,but we are never told.
They visit some times late at night,
So they are not detected by our lights.
Our radars they can fool,theres no doubt,
They fly through our air space, in and out.
The only way we know that they have arrive,
Is when they put thier space ship into a dive.
One crashed in the desert , a long time ago,
But it was all hushed up, no one was to know.
It leaked out in the press that very same night,
By people who witness the falling lights.
The army told people to stay away,
To have nothing to say about what they had seen that day.
But we as a people, think all should know,
If you want to visit the site, then you should go.
We often wonder why they would come this far,
From a distant planet out there in the stars.
Is it because we are related in some way,
Or are they just passers by, its hard to say.
Now its our turn to travel to other worlds,
To see if we can meet other boys and girls.
We hope they will be friendly, when we finally meet,
To live with out War , now that would be neat.
I hope they dont see us as a war type,
And have come there to cause trouble and fight.
For its Love and Peace ,that we should share,
Even though we still dont have it here.
Innocent people are dieing here every day,
We know we can stop it, so lets find a way.
We have to bring people togather in love and peace,
So when we get to thier world, we will have a smile on our face.
Categories:
outer space, adventure, war, people, hope,
Form:
Ballad