Long Launch pad Poems

It’s heading for our planet at ten thousand miles an hour
To stop it all the experts say we haven’t got the power
All the nukes in all the world won’t constitute a plan
So someone said, ‘All...

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Spring (also known as vernal) equinox arrives March 20th, 2025

at 5:01?AM in Northern Hemisphere
out of hibernation,
sans mancave, I will climb
eastern standard time,
when calendrical, celestial,
and chronological prime
airy factors mark
onset of temperate clime
mitt, also coincides with
'super worm...

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I am not a sanctuary
do not come to me for sanctuary, 
I am a supernova,  the Saturn V rocket
prepared to penetrate the highest blue sky
with a 6.5 million pound payload ride,
my rocket shell steams...

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Whilst sitting on the Launch Pad
They await the final countdown
Their rocket – called TAKE 5, begins to shudder
The Captain is well known, and called BUTTERFINGER  Boris
The other crew are MIKE and IKE and a...

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A Voyage Where Adventure Must Invite:
Off Mega-Hurts (MHz) - - - -  thru Giga-Bites (Gbyte)
And Reboots, Resets and Reduced – Sites
… into CyberSpace’s Secret – Flight…

An Inner Sanctum – Leaving from A Void
of Dreamless...

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Spring Equinox 2019 ™®©- çø!a

Wednesday, March 20, 2019
out of hibernation,
sans mancave, I will climb
specifically at 5:59 Post Meridiem

eastern standard time,
when calendrical, celestial,
and chronological prime
airy factors mark

onset of temperate clime
mitt, also coincides with
'super worm equinox moon,'
to...

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Last time thoughts of boosted hope
came toppling down from the launch pad
of inert indecisions 
Malfunction of a dilithium crystal heart ... 
another failed relationship
doomed to never takeoff from the start
Second stage of salvage effort
were...

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A spaceship called Hope... made from future's grand mist, 
is perched upon a launch pad of manic chemicals, and loss.
With stun gun emotion, mother earth regurgitates.  
5-4-3-2-1
Her metal finger meets the button...
she releases her...

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Difficult to parallel paradigms when
Their shifts are juxtaposed, but with
Gravitational references giving respect
To weightlessness and the weighted 
Historical baggage of American racism,
Cosmic and terrestrial revelations
Become as enlightening as the stars.

The anti-gravitational pull
Of weightlessness in outer...

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"I only wish that ordinary people had an unlimited capacity
for doing harm; then they might have an unlimited power
for doing good."--Socrates

BLASTING OFF

What if human beings
Were not broken sinners
But the resilience of life
Creating long-term winners
Sitting on...

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Columbia soars high up from it’s launch pad, or so it seems
Seven men and women like children, fulfilling their most dreamt about dreams.  

Cocooned inside their spaceship, our earth, they now see as a...

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Denying the change,
Your lipstick clutched tightly,
But beware my dear those empty promises may leave you broken and deranged,
An erratic arousal from images of the high and mighty,
Worshiping an ivory tower existence complete with hollow halls...

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in stillness and contended peace within this very moment here-&-now,
it is very clear that nothing much needs be done;
perfection and ultimate joy is present right now.

Tasting this feeling with all senses of my humanity has...

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If I could close my eyes and click my heels
and travel back in time, 
I'd be at Apollo 11 Launch Pad,
on July 16 of 1969.

The original crew was only three,
but now there'll be one more.
We're...

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Waves pushed a torrent of power and might.
Against the tiny creature seemingly lost in the night.
With only the moon to navigate her path,
Little seahorse galloped—
	Giddy up—giddy up—
Hungry suitors let her pass, tonight peace without wrath.

Hippocampus—was...

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Son of a legend, and the greatest of Danes,
A towering keeper with success in his veins,
From a boy at United he’s developed and grown,
And now Kaspar Schmeichel as a Champion is known.
 
A tireless worker...

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Surrounded by my paintings around my desk,
Closest one I see the missile launch pad painting,
Under the dark Hawaiian Island skies,
 Lighted palm tree and the streak of missile path,
Spent thirty years working there, relates to...

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A beautifully perfect July sky, exploding in holiday brilliance, held its collective breath as I carefully secured my bottle rocket for lift off.  At that precise moment, Ms. Filipski decided to violate my airspace...

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Under the scorching spotlight sun,
this fan stands
fearing losing sight of a star.
Behind, watchers arm
themselves with binoculars.
Our eyes lock.
Lips prepare for
salty launch pad palms
depositing
lover's rockets.
Arms rise carefully.
Wrist rotate positioning
invisible spacecrafts
parallel to the earth.
Hot breath blasts
kisses flying,
floating...

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One rocket on the launch pad....----------------------------

                             ...

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My mother counted meatballs
As she plunked them in the pot.
When I exercise, I count each rep
So I know what is what.

We’ve been told to count our blessings
And, of course, to count the change.
Counting sheep to...

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decide … phone people … arrangements need made …
cannot pick … call who … where … when … oh, casket …

My world just stray-shattered fully dismayed
and pain’s pall stretch-burns me like thin plastic.
Blue morning just...

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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,...

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