On the landing, porch boards turn to prow.
The moon bends down to kiss the bow.
With a leap over the bow, the maiden voyage ends—
Solid ground becomes place for newfound friends.
On landing, feet forget the restless sea,
And find what they were made to be.
Verandah, boat, moon and stone—
Each threshold strives to feel like our own.
We jump the bow, cross the threshold
with something new, true-blue bold.
From porch to prow, from sea to land,
We make our entrance, proud and stately grand.
I kicked my legs and off I went
Up into the midnight black,
The sky tilted, the trees bent
As I looked down and back
To narrowly miss the drifted stars
I quickly ducked my head ...
Out beyond lies Saturn and Mars
And my body in it's bed ...
I flipped on a windy draft
Landing on a crescent beam,
The moon and I simply laughed
About my flying in a dream.
We settled in for the long flight home,
the loud noise got our attention.
Dinner was served with a smile,
then the captain came on.
We blew out our tires on take off,
now for an emergency landing.
One Brief Unforgettable Moment.
the eagle has landed
July 20th, 1969
Apollo II’s lunar module
moon touch down
Neil Armstrong
“one giant step for man, one giant leap for mankind.”
This was all over the TV but I was not watching
I was seventeen and had better things to do.
It seemed boring to me.
Soaring skies and mountain peaks
Eagles are best known as freedom seekers
Grace and nobility come naturally
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I shan’t think a landing is sound
That leaves both a ditch and a mound.
A plane should align,
Like steak with good wine,
To kiss, not to crush, with the ground.
a snow covered bench
welcomed winter visitors
the Blue Jays landed
Heidi Sands
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(C)opyright
The most splendorous success was man landing on the moon
The most splendorous success was Christ Jesus surfacing on Earth
Yes: The most splendorous success was the moon meeting man
I see a clearing
It's big enough to land in
The grass is short
No rocks or bumps
It's all clear for landing
My heart beats in panic
Tears of sweat run down my face
Fear grips my body
In expectant embrace
The engine splutters and coughs
Bangs erupt from broken wings
I hear my own screams
The smoke is acrid in flared nostrils
My flesh burning, stinks
Ah! I savour a touchdown, touche!
Meaningless thoughts drift slowly across my mind
Surrounded by bright gray and ebony sky.
Magnificent desolation envelopes me.
No perceived horizon,
All is calm, devoid of
Air, wind, and rain.
I breathe and take in
The stark beauty of a pristine
Celestial world.
Undisturbed and powdered beneath my feet
The cratered landscape reminds me
That I am an intruder,
In a realm unfamiliar
But majestically beautiful.
Magnificently barren orb,
Glowing, mysterious
Forever our neighbor
Our stoic satellite,
The Moon.
When reaching your goal you have to plant your feet in the ground for safe landing
Hard to park a plane
Emergency at the beach
To an unreal lane.
He sends me to bases that have stunned many faces, including that of mine.I feel the dream catchers power running through my spine, incresing my faith, to run to next base without stumbling, very humbling.As I strive to reach home base, keeping my vision on the Dream Catchers Mitt.
Wings slice evening air,
Geese alight on mirrored pond,
Splashing, ripples spread,
Feathers silver, dusk turns gold,
In the twilight, shadows wed.
On the edge of time,
standing poised,
I ponder:
do I wait for a bridge
to cross over
the abyss,
or do I dare jump
into the abyss,
hoping
the descent into madness
is a soft landing
for me?
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