Best Voyager Poems
fragile is the dream...
sailing over broken glass
without a compass
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Posted My First Poem 5/2008
Image # 8
For Skat's Contest: "Glass Haiku"
Five years was their prediction of my lifespan.
Approaching forty-five,
I have a lot to show and less to say.
Photography was never my thing
But I have the most impactful photo of the Earth.
a blurry dot in a sunbeam
Six billion kilometres away.
Crawling through space
at 61,500 kilometres in an hour,
I'll soon lose my makers
to the darkness of space;
and meet my maker(s)
in the darkness of space.
But my voyage will not end
as I have a new friend to meet.
In forty thousand years,
I'll see a friend I only know as
AC+79 3888.
through the fringes of our solar system,
In the nihility of space,
I stand as a testament
of Humans, their ingenuity
and mainly of their underestimation
23.3 billion kilometres
That's how far home is.
But I am home;
Just not the one where I was made.
They thought I'll be a small but significant "Voyager"
I think they were wrong.
I’m just a drifter and yielded nothing
No pantry full of food but a few things
I cannot take them in time of ending
A great beyond that’s life everlasting
We come and go even of short notice
I’m just a drifter and yielded nothing
Good time, pleasures and everything
Being too attached with those things
I cannot take them in time of ending
Abode of the blessed is everything
Carry a light load for our readiness
I’m just a drifter and yielded nothing
I could’ve wished anything amazing
I could ever have all the fancy things
I cannot take them in time of ending
And so a homeless soul is besetting
Hanging onto my hat, quiescence--
I’m just a drifter and yielded nothing
I cannot take them in time of ending
10.23.16
Special thanks to Fr. Frank Mihalic, SVD
The Voyager
From this mundane world I'd sail away
To become a voyager, eager to travel.
My body would follow my heart away,
Seeking riddles I've yet to unravel.
With canvas unfurled, I'd launch my scheme
To navigate waters of an unknown sea.
On a vessel built of my romantic dreams,
I'd start a journey to set my soul free.
I'd not bother to chart a map or course.
It would not matter which direction I go.
Mysterious winds would be the force,
Guiding me where they choose to blow.
Perhaps in the wake of Ulysses the Great,
To find the fantasies invading my mind.
I'd place my trust in the hands of Fate,
For only she knows what treasure I'd find.
I'd stand at the mast for eons of time,
With salt spray etched upon my face.
Ready for each wave my ship would climb,
I'd await the next adventure to chase.
October 2015
I am but an ordinary woman resting in my easy chair after a long day of work.
However I am about to transform myself into a great explorer.
I travel through the many realms of space and time all from the safety of home.
My journeys cost me nothing but time spent in their enjoyment.
I close my eyes tightly to contemplate whom I shall visit this night.
Shall I sup with King Arthur and the knights of the table round as bards entertain,
Or feast on nectar and ambrosia with Zeus and Hera on Mount Olympus?
I could feel the angst of Cyrano’s unconfessed love for Lady Roxanne,
Or that of souls from Poe’s pen with his mocking raven quote it “nevermore.”
Choose to learn the life cycle of the bee, lion, or bear through a scientific work,
Or fly through space on a star ship with the creator of a masterpiece of science fiction.
I can recapture the whimsy of childhood while chasing cars with Clifford the big red dog,
Or take a brisk run with Pooh and Tigger through the hundred-acre wood.
I may celebrate glorious new beginnings with Mother Mary and Baby Jesus,
This holy birth portrayed forever within our sacred Bible.
I might also choose to contemplate death along with Caesar during his last moments.
Only the playwright Shakespeare could portray these with such tragic effect.
I may discover the secrets of gourmet recipes from master chefs,
Or learn how to sew a patchwork quilt of old fashion.
Vicariously visit the culture and religion of various peoples,
Or study the history of my fellow Americans.
Maybe I should check the financial reports to see how the stock market is doing,
Or it might be pertinent to examine the latest advances in law.
Let me discover the origins of favorite words in a volume of etymology,
Or distinguish quartz from quartzite whilst leafing through a book of gemology.
Books, yes volumes hold the secret keys to my voyage,
It is they that conduct me each night worldwide exploring.
I need not to plan ahead pack luggage or gather tickets,
Fore when I wish to escape this world a book is always close at hand.
I may travel safe and undisturbed through numerous times and places,
And leap out of one adventure headlong into the next without moving a limb.
When I am weary from the road or have chased enough beasts as warier fine,
I simply mark my place, fold the pages together gently, and retire to sweet sleep.
In my dream I lived on the edge of the future
Untangling the schemes and webs of the past
I sought out the leaders of nations that reigned
with havoc, division, hatred and blame
I gathered the cannons, and missles that blast
The bullets, the hand grenades, the rifles and bombs,
Daggers, and hand guns...and one by one...
all the weapons of mankind, were sent to the moon
I melted them together, in a bubbling brew..
Cooled, them, and molded and shaped them anew
Into a bright shiny spaceship. of alien steel
With smooth silver skin, and a promise within
A silver-scaled symbol, with a flaming red tail
To blaze the frontier, with amazing new trails
Imagine the journey, as we circled the stars!
On this voyage to the heavens, every leader joined hands
We soared like a comet , 'til enlightened were we..
Learning new ways to heal earthly scars
When our war torn planet had been given a rest
With restored human kindness, .....we returned from our quest
Back to our home, and more gentle our steps
In dreams our for the future, ...is it too hard to find?
I would take you along, if my dream comes again
Such a quest for our future, is a place to begin...
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what news o' wandering voyager-
do ye bring this earthly home
what knowledge new uncovered
amid the glinting stars alone
what ancient lore yet unexplored
in fields of soaring stone
what secrets fair lie in thy care
that to man remains unknown
and what of Jove and all his kin
so distant and forlorn
are they merely sleeping all
and wait to be reborn
and with the great Orion
did ye hold communique
fierce hunter of the universe
so very far away
did he then relate to thee
or show ye that which no one sees
'twould ease the mind to know the truth
of lifes sweet mysteries
no icy chill would death instill
if truly it were known
when life is gone the soul lives on
beyond this flesh and bone
what news o' wandering voyager-
do ye bring to bear
of advent or of covenant
in which mortals never share
and yet i do not envy thee
this i freely must confess
no mortal pure could long endure
that endless emptiness
not prince nor king of Avalon
would ever climb that stair
none but God alone has tread
that astral thoroughfare
what news o' wandering voyager-
do ye send from out the void
what strange wayfarers found ye there
among the errant asteroid
though long ago thy fiery steed
did bear thee far away
what shall we learn on thy return
if ever comes the day
what sign or sense will guide thee hence
unto old familiar skies
though countless stars around ye mill
and cosmic winds blow hard and shrill
will ye then remember still-
which way sweet arda lies.
Kate Mulgrew played Captain Kathryn Janeway.
Robert Beltran played her first officer, Commander Chakotay.
Tim Russ played the role of Lieutenant Commander Tuvok,
the show's Vulcan equivalent to Star Trek's Mr Spock.
Robert Duncan McNeill played Lieutenant Tom Paris ,
the starship crew's most expert pilot.
Garrett Wang played Ensign Harry Kim,
Kim was Lieutenant Tom Paris's best friend.
B'Elanna Torres was played by Roxann Dawson
the crew member's half Klingon half Human.
The endearing Talaxian specie known as Neelix,
was played by the actor Ethan Phillips.
Robert Picardo played the ship's medical emergency holographic doctor.
Jennifer Lien played Kes, a specie known as the Ocampa,
and last but not least my personal favorite character of mine,
the amazon, buxom blonde Borg known as Seven of Nine,
played most cerebrally and seductively by actress Jeri Ryan.
In my opinion it's the best Star Trek series adventure.
It ran for seven seasons; Star Trek's Voyager.
So feather light is my soul today
That one kind breath of a word from you
Sends me flurrying high with the breeze,
Carrying, extolling Creation's secret wisdom,
As the golden dandelion
Entrusts her children to the billowing,
Willow-swaying
Zephyrs.
I yield to the wonder of the warm wind’s caress,
My love pirouetting toward you,
Inexorably
Supporting my heart’s glad intention
To grow tall,
Strong;
To thrive within your rich,
Welcoming, earthy
Abundance.
Dissolve
Immersion
Fusion
My youth was like a treasure map
in finest detail drawn,
experiences marker buoys,
of perils would they warn.
Islands of opportunity
places I dreamt of most
all littered with ambition
scattered flotsam on the coast.
Routes were laid and lines were drawn
all set in black and white,
the course into my future set
the outlook seeming bright.
But time and circumstance swept in
before I had made sail
and tore the rigging from the yards
the voyage doomed to fail.
The plans I made are ragged
like the mizzen on the mast
optimism's caulking gone
though it was meant to last.
So take me to the harbour
and push me out to sea
let me be blown by winds of fate
to what will be will be.
Sing sad songs to a wanderlust child born
stagnant love the heart of a mother's scorn,
raised by elders, unfamiliar parents
to the loneliest heart, lost and errant
struggling in hope to find the better way
amidst the misconceptions of each day;
play a melody, rhythmic, soft and sweet
where a discarded child's heart-achingly beats
part of dream and hope forever longing
integral to family belonging
find the lessons learned are hard and true
no more could a solitary child do
return love honest, unconditional
to mother's heart touched love transitional.
2/7/19 Movie Magic Contest
Gregory R. Barden sponsor
Now, Voyager Bette Davis as Charlotte Vale
With a spark to get the goal,
I set myself ablaze.
Discoverers are rovers,
Misread as directionless.
Trendsetters are drifters,
Misinterpreted as irresolute.
Innovators are venturers,
Misconstrued as frivolous .
What a falsified perception about me,
Of being an aimless wanderer,
Like a toy car striking wall and moving wayward.
I am on my way to my expedition,
With a zeal of reconnaissance ,
Voyager I am !!
Through the sea of flames
I pursue to fulfill this
shadow quest of mine,
governing my ark
recklessly against the winds
of mauling doubts, toward you.
Listen! there is peace
Setting in the wake of unrest
Which cost me the loss
Of all those dreams
That were in progress-
But they were drifting
Farther out to the sea
And each day,
I saw less of reality...
I abandoned those dreams
But I stayed afloat
While the water of hope
Took no opposition
To the rocking waves
And I learned the pleasure
Of letting go
The struggle for control,
As result,
I was free to move...
I thought I saw those dreams
Floating back to me once again,
As if to say, simply,
They would leave their way
With or without me-
But they would still exist
Because I gave them
Substance and life
All of their own!
Romeo Della Valle
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