Best Rocket Poems
Sir Richard Branson - Rocket Man
There was a boy who had not fared well at school
Years gone by and no one could call him a fool
Now a business tycoon and philanthropist
Virgin records, first venture on his checklist.
The owner of the Virgin Group he became
An entrepreneur with stand out claim to fame
Though it was not always a smooth sailing ride
He took the failures and mishaps in his stride.
Sir Richard Branson, born in nineteen fifty
Dyslexia made school a difficulty
That didn’t stop him chasing his ambition
He was determined to follow his vision.
A star in the making he just would not quit
Nothing and no one would stand in way of this
Each successful venture led to another
Outer space was the quest above all other.
Exploring space travel Sir Richard wished to do
Virgin Galactic has made the dream come true
This year SpaceShipTwo made its first test flight
The six on board had the journey of their life.
Sir Richard’s virtue is a lesson to all
His charitable kindness defines his call
We have to admire this boundless superman
May he continue for as long as he can.
It goes to show however humble life starts
Determination can fly one to the stars.
12th October 2021
Ron Dump says he’ll destroy North Korea
With finger poised, we have so much to fear
He’s a power mad glutton
With his hand on the button
Will the universe still exist next year?
BY JAN ALLISON
I just hope his finger gets stuck
Where his bum cheeks do tuck
I don't live in fear
Long as they're up there
oh Don why are you such a schmuck
BY TIM SMITH
He couldn't have made it clearer
His objections to North Korea
Did his blow up doll fail
At the point of his exhale
Revenge is a good butt cleaner
BY SEREN ROBERTS
Ron's trigger finger is too quick to attack
Mouth gets him in trouble for talking smack
A rocket up his butt
Another to his gut
Should put an end to Ron Dump, the quack
BY LIN LANE
In the genre of equal time
May I present my 2 cents and a dime
Rocket Man's been coddled
By Barack Obama's Bobble
Now Trump is gonna get him back in line!!!
BY CHUCK MELUGIN
To the moon ‘North Korea’ the Rocket Man says
I can press this button because I’m the Pres
But his hands are much too small
Can he do it at all?
A comedic tragedy like Lucy and Desi Arnaz.
BY WINGED WARRIOR
Supreme dictator mad Kim Jong un
shows off his massive hydrogen gun
Donald trump wants to play
time for us all to pray
Irreversible act when they're done.
BY ROY PETTS
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09-19-17
‘OH POETIC force, show us, tell us take us to heights unknown,
And leave no stone unturned' ‘ QUOTE BY POET
This April month with destination moon or bust, is celestial,
Four Moon bound people took off in a rocket,
Planet Earth wishing them a successful,
Exciting space trip, praying no harm touch them,
Only poetic love should prevail,
And courage and hope with poetic ink be injected
Into this space mission , every poet’s talent thus affected,
History in the making,
Poets creating poems that bring together
Words and words become breathtaking thoughts,
That bring about poetic rhymes
Bless and hold their tether hard and fast,
throughout eternal and turbulent times,
Something different happened
This afternoon, rather strange
For I saw no bird, yet A dove’s feather dropped
And then floated out of range,
Was it showing us that eternity is space,
Could it become a global race
To make Moon or Mars,
Habitable, among the stars.
Greed has moved into space,
Wanting to change its face,
But poetry will always be on greed’s tail,
With every mouth watering detail.
Our four brave astronauts
Got back this early morn, with a big splash,
And unbeknown to them surely, a reporters flash!
Send that message
That signal so far
Is there a tower, some beam
That could speak to that distant star
A million miles
Separated
Years on that rocket
Could get anyone jaded
We looked up as kids
That glitter caught our eyes
Stole our hearts
Spun beautiful lies
How pretty those stars were
To we who didn't know better
Now to think, we can catch those dreams?
How silly
How childish of a dream that seems
Those stars and their lovely call
Telling us they weren't really that far at all
How so very pretty they were
To we, captivated, who didn't know better
Should've known better
Years on that ship
In the dark
In the cold
In those places
Where space is
So twisted and uncontrolled
So close we come
To the warmth of that distant Sun
Cast out again
In our rocket we spin
Flung into the deep and the darkness we float again
Lost and trying to find
Blink that message out to
Some other lonely mind
Not sure it will land when we're this far out
Where words fall like feathers
The silence a deafening shout
How so very pretty those stars still are
We do know better
But will still go so far
Through that crystal wall
Cold
Never ending
Straight into those glittering flames
Heart rending
Should've known better
Will never know better
What code is that beaming
That we could know better
God knows we try
Though our message lost
In that vacuum between where our signal gets tossed
about
Battered and broken
Words bridging the void just
To never be spoken
Its meaning we dance
about
We were taught so much better
Why don't we do better
Than flying alone
Should be cruising the stars together
How loud
How big
Should that signal be
Put a tower on the moon
If it'll call you to me
To visit those glittering specks we admired
Validate and make real that to which we aspired
Lost a wing?
Here take mine
May take a while, but we'll get there in time
Better late than never
Seeing wonders together
Than spinning out, fuel down low, lost to forever
There is a better
Not hard to do better
Sift through the noise
For that message to weather
The chaos, the static, the cosmic melee
So two rockets can find
One another
And play
In the glittering warmth of some star far away.
MARTIANS CALLING EARTH
Mummy, Mummy come quickly and see,
A pretty picture for Blib and me,
Blog was jumping up and down
Her helmet bobbing on her curved crown.
Look at this picture in the sand,
We saw them, they were not from our land.
They flew up into the sky in a rocket ship
Honestly mummy, mum looked at Blog and Blib.
What dream did they have last night,
Their TV aerial was certainly a mite,
Strange and the Moon and Mars picked up sounds,
Which seemed weird, and out of bounds.
Something unusual, her twins Blib and Blog,
Had noticed, that they were so excited about,
Absolutely no doubt!
Can Daddy please beam us to this land,
So we can offer them a moonlit Mars hand?
We’ll have fun and tell them to come and play
Any Moon or Mars day!
But Dad chose to use his rocket ship
On this trip!
So four Martians, Blip, Blog Mum and Dad,
Began a Mars, to Earth fad,
They took off to find this land, and Sam and Sue!
Poor Blib, with a slight dose of the flu.
They hurtled at thousands of miles an hour!
Their GPS directed to Earth, on four
We land, said Dad, don’t bump your head.
Blib stay still, you should be in bed.
The pups had seen a foreign approaching object,
Martians and curious pups about to connect,
The Martians were speaking gobbly goo,
And the pups excitement grew and grew.
They hugged and played and ran,
Becoming the first universal connection,
In our galaxy and under our sun,
What a delightful galactic affection.
Last night I went on an amazing journey
I went past the milky way, I’m still in orbit
After the night we had, I can’t come down
Baby you rocked my entire soul
You made me complete and whole
I’m so glad you are in my life
I’m grateful that I’m your wife
Baby I can call you the rocket man
You are the best lover ever
Next to you there’s no other
And you forever have my heart
12-28-19
Alexis Y.
3,2,1...
Ignition Button Lit,
The Light Glows Bright, Eyes intense, focused
Your little thumb presses, waiting
Switch engaged, fuse is smoking,
The engine fires and spreads its hot red flame across the launch plate.
Lift off is slow at first and then....
in a blink off the Pad
Eyes pop with delight.
Laugh of satisfaction as it climbs higher, higher and even higher yet...
"Oh man"!!! "Look at it"!!!
The climax of the arching Rocket,
the pop of the nose cone,
the main fire of the engine now out.
Main Deployment of the shoot.
Parachute out, canopied,
Safely floating down
"I can catch it"!
"Come on"
The Rocket recovered
"Let's do it again"
T-minus ten to launch,
strapped into destiny's seat.
No turning back for safety,
engines rumble at his feet.
Meanwhile in the cosmos,
beyond the speed of light.
A wormhole forms above,
that turns day into night.
Blasting across the heavens,
the stars race frantically by.
A rocket consumed in twilight,
vanishes from the obsidian sky.
Hurling into oblivion's portal,
tossed around a neon void.
Beaten parts of hull ignite,
and his body never destroyed.
His soul transcends time itself,
carried to a genesis unknown.
Even though he feels nirvana,
he discovers existence alone.
That glimpse of our creation,
crashing into unholy space.
Burned out bits of shuttle,
in the final resting place.
In the distance bending orbs,
the center universe divine.
Earth a thousand years later,
will some day see him shine.
There once was a knight from Rocket town
Who lured and let his amour men down
But on a night not too young
Nemesis caught up with Doung
When his archers incursed Little town.
SPEEDING ROCKET
Standing huge and massive on the launch pad, so many tons of power
wait to be primed, one way ticket to the stars, waiting to be launched.
It will circle the planet and then land safely, but it wants to go so much further.
This will be the ride of our lives for not many people will do this.
Now as we launch the hot fire pushes us skyward; further we go every second,
the sky goes blue, fading to purple, then black. We can see the stars and the
curve of the earth before us as we fly into space, majestically.
We are as free now as we will ever be on our speeding rocket, spearing through
the heavens, freedom.
Robotic Blue Jet Rocket
Robotic Blue Jet Rocket
Won't you crawl inside my pocket
Oh!!!
You Rock it Rock it Rock it
Don't stop Don't stop
Now caulk it
Big Rocket
Don't stop it
Don't stop Don't stop
Don't stop it
Robotic Blue Jet Rocket
How you penetrate my pocket
Won't you come inside
And rock it
Big Rocket
Don't stop it
The way you almost lost it
You rock it
Non-stop it
You violate my pocket
Robotic Blue Jet Rocket
How you fascinate my pocket
So deep inside you rock it
The way you -
Oh!!!
You caulk it
Big Rocket
(Don't stop it)
Fantastic in my pocket
Robotic Blue Jet Rocket
So fantastic how you rock it
You Rock it Don't stop it
Don't stop Don't stop
Non-stop it
Robotic Blue Jet Rocket
How you slide inside my pocket
Oh!!! So deep inside you rock it
You shake me and you shock it
Big Rocket You Rock it
Don't stop Don't stop Non-stop it
Robotic Blue Jet Rocket
How you came so hard
You Rocked it
cause and concern case
your daughter carries a lump
do you understand?
Trump Tosa and his musky rat
Top buddies - (we’ll see about that)
Trump’s proved he’s not quitter
Counting votes from X (twitter)
Next Potus should be Democrat!
Con Trumpster has fallen from grace
He’s pleading “Launch me in to space”
Send me off to Mars
I’ll escape prison bars
And Musk Rat has a smile on his face!
Soon spaceman Trumpy’s in a rocket
‘Pal’ Elon tampers with a sprocket
What Trumpy doesn’t know
He on a one way show
The ‘return’ button’s in musk rat’s pocket!
But sadly, this poem’s a dream
Trumps got ‘Musky Rat’ on his team
The earth is in crisis
These guys roll the dices
I’m sorry for letting off steam!
I spit fire
to remind you
to strategically align your verbs correctly in a sentence
or perhaps you'd like to see me correct you
oh wait, You correct I?
That seems about right
that sums it about up
and just when you figure you've had enough-
poof!
You're gone.
Cause you run.
You run from your feelings,
you run from reality instead of taking the beating
you run from your own self judgment,
self worth
don't tell me I didn't love you enough
I sat by you while you spat vomit in my face
while your hands twisted my neck-
rope-burn-
the sensation
you feel when there's no hope
nothing but doubt echoing
louder
and louder
but wait
is that retaliation?
Or a mirage of he-the one he pretended-
the one who was happy
had his life together.
Instead you pity me
Pitiful thinking
brings pessimistic events
so while you're still stuck in denial
unable to forgive yourself
unable to trust
I'll be flying over you,
hitting an excess speed
This mission is aborted
You lit my rocket ship
Countries should launch rockets for the exploration of space.
A little Asian nation wants to join the nuclear arms race.
The capital city is known as Pyongyang.
Its leader is a little xenophobic ying yang.
There have been more than sixty years of uneventful peace.
This absurd jerk apparently wants it all to cease.
These events are leaving plenty of people a bit annoyed.
I would like to see the rest of the world before it's destroyed.
From news stories found in various places.