Martian Poems | Examples

MARTIAN MUSINGS

On Mars, where skies are always red,
We dine on rocks and bake sunbread.
Our cows don’t moo, they hum a tune,
And we milk them straight by the light of the moon.

Our cities float on lakes of dust,
Our cars run on stardust (because they must!).
The traffic’s slow when comets swoop,
And UFOs stop for Martian soup.

Our dogs have wings; they bark in flight,
Chasing moons on a starry night.
Cats wear boots (it’s all the rage),
And read the news from a solar page.

We’ve no Mondays, only fun-days,
Work is banned; it’s all Sundaes.
Our clocks go backward, it’s a breeze,
Time is whatever we please!

So, Earthlings, visit, don’t delay,
We promise not to abduct today.
Just bring a laugh, no need for gold—
On Mars, it’s joy that makes us bold.

Happy Martian New Year

     Happy Martian New Year
       All you earthlings

     Be you wealthy or destitute
       intrepid or cowardly
       ecstatic or miserable
       inhibited or unbound

     At the Red Planet
       look up, awestruck




      Nov. 12 is Martian New Year!
  (per www.scientificamerican.com)

MARTIAN RHYTHM

MARTIAN RHYTHM

In Gustav Holst’s Planet Suite
It’s Mars, The Bringer Of War
The rhythm is in five four time
But there’s no words to rhyme
So one asks what is it good for
When keeping up with the beat

The Martian On Grape Lane

The Martian on Grape Lane

I touched the sea, the sea touched me,
not far from where the mermaids play.
Swaddled in a world where I could not stay,
I was caught in time, floating away.

I took her to York on a scheme
for love and black cherry ice cream.
Kittens, cider, the spider inside her,
her shadow strong against the wall.

The sun climaxed, the moon then waxed.
The curtains stirred, and she shivered.
Cool though the air, I had no warmth to share.
The hero's faded; Lord! I'm jaded.

Then I glimpsed
the Martian
trapped on Grape Lane.

I saw him on the street below,
my Martian lost, so far from home.
Out the door I ran and opened the gate.
The Martian turned; he stopped to wait.

The Martian's enthralled;
the mermaids have called.

Stardust and bones, the two are twined,
It's Heaven's flotsam sparked sublime,
even wasted tumbling adrift through time.
No, not this way! Yes, I will stay.

Now my feet are wet, but I don't regret,
I touched the sea, the sea touched me.

Martian Aircraft But No Air

Perseverance, ingenuity: hallmarks of great mind...
Examples which we Earthlings are expecting more to find.
As NASA's news now streams from Mars, where there is little air
And yet they're setting up the helicopter dispatched there.
With AIR as so essential for the flight of an AIRcraft
We'll see if JPL designers are clever - or just daft!

Stuff This

A Martian came down on my lawn
One overcast, wet, windy morn
I said oh my golly
I’ll fetch him a brolly
But when I got back he was gawn

Marvin the Martian For President

We have a new opponent entering the game
Bugs has some competition and Marvin is his name
He’s a bit out of this world but that’s nothing new
He gets very, very angry, but that’s just between me and you

We invaded his home planet looking for clues
He has a ray gun on his hip and some radical views
He’s hellbent on destruction so he’ll fit right in
He is shorter than most with pale green skin

He doesn’t like poor bugs or the look on his face
With that being said, it should be one hell of a race
His health care plan is second to none
He is rude and obnoxious and not very fun

Marvin the Martian is now on the hill
He’s coming for old Bugs and he is really a pill
Underhanded and dirty, he has a bag full of tricks
He’s greedy and sneaky, just right for politics

Martian Gothic Long

It was a unique environment.
They were unique people in a unique place.
A mountain fifteen thousand metres high with a vertical south face.
Two pretty Goth girls stood on the edge.
One footstep forward and it was a huge fall to the Martian plateau.
Three hundred metres in front of the girls was a fine layer of Cirrus cloud,
thirty metres thick.
The Terraforming had worked brilliantly providing a heavy Earth like atmosphere on Mars.
Olympus Mons was a great holiday destination for young East European adventurers like Hanneke and Silge.
Hanneke had waist length black hair and Silge shoulder length red hair with lip piercings.
Both were equally beautiful as the magnificent landscape straight out of a sci-fi film.
They were taking time out of their Earth based Martian Geology course after a short field trip.
A quick hike was a chance to chill out and take in the stunning views.

Martian Gothic

Martian Gothic (short)
Unique environment unique people.
Fifteen thousand metre mountain vertical south face.
Two pretty Goth girls stood on the edge.
One footstep fall to Martian plateau.
Three hundred metres ahead thirty metre layer of Cirrus cloud.
Terraforming worked brilliantly Earth like atmosphere.
Olympus Mons great holiday destination for East European adventurers.
Hanneke had waist length black hair, 
Silge shoulder length red hair with lip piercings.
Both beautiful like the magnificent sci-fi film landscape.
Chance to hike, 
enjoy stunning views after their Earth based Martian Geology course and field trip.

The Martian and the Leprechaun

A Martian from space lands once a year
On St. Patty’s day for green beer
But got lost on his way
It wasn't a clear day
He couldn't see through the clouds to steer

He landed in a field full of deer
The deer all ran away out of fear
The Martian was surprised
Couldn't believe his eyes
A green leprechaun was sitting there

He asked the Martian why he is here
While protecting his gold with a sneer
He said he came from space
To find the green beer place
Then both left to find some liquid cheer

 (9,9,6,6,9 using Syllable counter on PS)

3/14/19

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Sponsor: Carolyn Devonshire

Martian Love

The Martian Mork  
Loved the American Mindy 
   He -- animated, yet robotic-formal
   She -- cute, though annoyingly normal

Martian-Ess

I’m so much in love with a lass from above
It leaves such a knot in my gut
For it’s hard to kiss one’s favourite miss
When her tongue dangles out of her butt

Her eyes grow on stalks, which sway when she walks
And I really like licking her skin
I get naughty thoughts when I’m sucking her warts
For her sweat is effectively gin

Her big bulbous nose and her seventeen toes
All sprout from her one massive foot
And her head is quite bare save for one curly hair
While her teeth are the colour of soot

I know that her face is all over the place
With a most private place for an ear
But I can’t resist those moments of bliss
When she whispers my name from her rear

It might seem absurd but haven’t you heard
That there are no men up on Mars
So they come to Earth when they want to give birth
And chat up the men in our bars

But she can’t conceive with our human creed
So Martian girls self propagate 
They just use us lot to get themselves hot
For there is no compatible mate

But now I’ve been shown her erogenous zone
You won’t find me getting all glum
There’s one naughty place on the side of her face
You should see what she has for a thumb.

Martian With the Flu

There once was a Martian had the flu
He tried to talk, but out came Achoo!  
   He went to the Doc
   Who knocked on his block
After that he screamed Nanu, Nanu!

Martian Olympiad

 Martian Olympiad


Imagine if our Olympic stars,
took spacecraft to host Planet Mars.
Defying gravity’s no longer in.
Athletes float in an atmosphere thin.

Space vehicles race the rocky craters.
Our hosts have skin like alligators.
We skate the polar ice crags.
Compete for gold in laser tag.

Most the events will take place indoors
galactica games and star wars.
Gymnasts will fly off the walls
suspended in space, never to fall. 

Team sports are played on simulators,
medals to lick planetary invaders.
They’ll sleep by the Phobus and Deimos moons.
These things may happen, very soon.

8/8/16

Martian Christmas 2110

I would have loved Santa to have visited us here
In his coat of red and his eight brown reindeer
Sadly there is no atmosphere left on earth
So we moved to Mars, it’s the place of my birth
Hushed secret stories are told about Santa Claus
But he’s outlawed here it’s against our laws
We have a very regimented regime
Images of Santa must never be seen
We use the Internet to buy what we need
Things are delivered next day at lightning speed
I’ve been told about Santa and the days of old
Just to mention his name on Mars is very bold
Ancient history tells us of the amazing glory
Of Jesus’ birth and of the Christmas story 
But during earth years it became very commercial
With over indulgence which was controversial
Sadly Martian children will never understand
The delights of Christmas which forever is banned

Finished too late to submit in the Futuristic Christmas Contest
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