Best Space Travel Poems
Many eons passed on Earth, who only saw your face
Untouched your virgin body, floating there in space
Waxing, waning, gibbous, crescent, quarter, full and new
Selene the Greeks would call you; Diana, Caesar knew
Who would brave the ether, who would cross the void
To agitate the tranquil sea you had so long enjoyed
To softly kiss your ravaged face and return to tell the tale
Of Luna's hidden secrets beneath her powdered veil?
Three heroes took the final quest aboard their fiery steed
In Apollo's silver chariot proceeding with godspeed
Three days and nights they voyaged to their opalescent goal
On Earth they watched and worried in the halls of ground control
One held the craft outside the reach of Luna's jealous grip
While Eagle's talons cradled two who risked the final trip
They timidly approached her through the shadowy abyss
Luna waited patiently and received the Eagle's kiss
Nations watched and cheered on Terra's distant shore
As one man finally took a step no one ever took before
In our hearts and in our minds his words will be enshrined
"That's one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind."
Daybreak slipping through these champagne curtains
Red silk; twined aneath crimsons sheets; awakening....
This afterglows mornings dew; her wet moist kisses
Soft sunrise and whom can deny such love; about her
Kittens den; purrr; feed me this need of your heavenly
Breed; cranberry breast amid sweet sublime; suckling
Her thirsting poetics child; a virgins verse as capturing
Venus aside strokes swirling atop sanguines canvas....
Splashed in maroons colours of a daybreak; pink silk
Aneath sheets slipping through tomorrows champagne
Curtains parting their purrring; brushing this her beauty
Within a moist dews afterglow; intoxicatings sweet, wet
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...."Red Rums Kiss * 'Strawberries And Cream'" ~
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
Man thinks he is so smart,
by putting people into space.
God did this many years ago,
Without rockets or a base.
Enoch walked right into space;
For God himself took him out.
He had no Shuttlecraft,
And he went without a doubt.
Elizah had a whirlwind,
For a rocket can,t you see,
No fuel or craft was needed,
God planned it all for free.
Jesus went upon a cloud,
Ascending out of sight.
He also promises us a trip,
We'll need no rocket for the flight.
Our flight one day into space,
Will be a miraculous one.
We'll be lifted in the air,
On a cloud with the "SON."
Ebony black violent space
birth in depth, exploding stars
distances seem eternal
worlds spin traveling in circles
suns nothing but balls of gas
meteors flaming
large and small craters
black holes gravity pulls everything in
space and time, matter and energy
heliocentric model from Copernicus's head
galaxy, Milky Way, dark matter
subatomic particles crashing atoms
creating and destroying stars turn dwarf
Creatures born crawl out of this mire
travelers in space crossing dimensions
the speed of light vehicles dream
destination, virgin planet
forest rivers, ocean sand
crashed on the plains of an African meadow
survivors in a violent realm
Earth was the name of this planet
they would never leave
it's now their home, they are Man
1/28/18 contest Ancient Aliens
When I take flight and head toward Pluto
I shall take optimism and enthusiasm
My hopes and dreams will be intact.
Positivity will lead the way.
As I bounce among the stars like a ping pong ball
I will retain my initial joy and excitement
There will be laughter and appreciation.
I will show the universe my joyful face.
The suns and moons of other planets will smile
Alerting the universe that a kindred soul is near.
They will be kind and generous with me.
Providing me with extra super optimism.
You can do this! They will encourage me.
You are on your way! They will cheer.
I will become one with the cosmos.
Fearless and excited to be me!
I pressed my face against the thick pane of glass
And stared out into the black of nearest space
Where my planet-home Earth hung suspended
Like a special well-worn ornament on a spruce tree
Decorated with multi-colored bulbs and angel hair
Earth swirling inside webs of gray cloud shrouding
So peacefully, it appeared, she drifted silent there
While I saw visions of peoples struggling to be free
Knowing on us so much of their future depended
Adventuring to the unknown, and finding a place
Where Earth’s inhabitants might egress en masse.
written October 23, 2021
[using a reverse rhyme I often
employ in more recent poems]
Steady and stealth are
NASA’s sleek steel ships,
their bright brazen tail lights
trail baby blue skies
as they climb cliffs of rugged cloud banks
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In Space or Spaced Out
Bones grow feeble without gravity
This is a serious matter, not to be taken lightly
Blood fails to reach the brain
We must bear this in mind
Space cannot be navigated by the light headed
The semi conscious, on a journey with such a faint map
Think on this seriously, it is not a joke
Spaceships lost in the heavens is a hellish consequence
Sentient beings drifting half conscious is senseless
Concentrate your thoughts so that we do not scatter
Debris in the galaxies, cleverly made
And stupidly lost.
Solar sails are set--
Stores secured, status shows green.
Surfing Saturn's rings.
Setting sail on the solar wind,
got a good photon jet stream,
so let the star voyage begin
Trillions of light-years
on the vast cosmic sea
Navigate through fierce magnetic storms,
coast through calm nebula estuaries
Quasars,
pulsars
Music of the spheres,
symphony of the stars
Watching baroque binary partners
move in their endless elliptical dance
Asteroid shoals travel in silence
across the ever expanding expanse
Taking a cruise on a star voyage,
across oceans of stars
and gentle waves of gaseous galaxies
Time enough to take time forever ...
let the universe open up to me
all of its mysteries
All about me the butterflies feed and soar,
my heart flutters, my mind takes flight.
Every second electrons escape bondage, shed light—
this is how I would paint the day, flapping in joy,
instant by instant changing images, changing tune,
beckoning me beyond my world, afar, off on a flight
out of this world where we feel gravity full upon us
weighted by the actual, wedded to the world
until we realize, we are the element called imagination.
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
The inhabitants of Quintar V
Were in many ways like Man
They evolved from legless blobs
And from the unkind sea
Ventured onto land.
Their technology advanced
In only a few thousand years.
Hyperspace was soon available.
So the greater minds left to search the stars.
For many light years they travelled.
Through universes and galaxies galore
Generations grew up on their ships
The young were taught space ship skills
And prepared in peace to greet new life.
Eventually they came upon Earth.
And at Roswell began their descent.
But despite all the knowledge gained.
The spaceship into the ground crashed.
The brainiest creatures in all the Milky Ways
Did not know how to land.
Different worlds and different races
Sometime many years ago, a catastrophe began
wiping out most civilized, the ones that we call man
Cities were abandoned, inhabitants left the earth
trying hard to save their clans and start a new rebirth
Thousands not so fortunate, the earth had sealed their fate
no where to go, no where to hide, for them it was to late
The cities they abandoned, were marvels of their time
would be unearthed ten thousand past, when earth is in its prime
Scientists, archaeologists, and amateurs combined
all try their best to understand, from what was left behind
Carbon dating, "guesstimates" they still do not agree
that different life from other worlds began externally
They'd been here twenty thousand years as visitors now gone
an oasis, island, resting place for journeys very long
Something happened this we know, they left before we came
the lifetimes did not overlap, we never knew their name
We all grow up enchanted by the stories people tell
does that mean that tunnel vision is alive and well?
Some speculate our ancestors, migrated near and far
and maybe they just could have lived, beyond a distant star?.....