Planet Poems | Examples of Planet Poetry

a fresh spring trickles between crackling turquoise ice ~ rejuvenation ...

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It’s hard to tell if they’re playing tag, or thrusting nectar-drunk love at each other— mid-June attempts at getting it. Maybe they’re fighting over first flowers— legs twitching in hypoglycemic half-paralysis, like the buzz of waking mid-vacation, still dazed, muscles aching, but that stinger, coiled stiff for the week. Their terror-tails would end me, or at least suspend me, breath held between here and...

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Billions of galaxies, Plenty of planets, Moons and suns, Unfathomable stars, Bountiful black holes, Drastic darkness, Yet on this esoteric earth My minute head is Filled with frivolous And quizzical questions, “What should I have for dinner?” “Am I going to be a winner?” Funny how we take everything For granted guilelessly, The thing we call life, Feels like a distraction sometimes, Birthdays, weddings, anniversaries, funerals, Imbecilic circle, Just like a...

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In the galaxy called "Milky Way", there's a planet Earth where people stay. It's population, eight billion strong, and they're always right, never wrong; and each lives by this dictum, "Never a perp, always a victim"....

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She has a hundred, then covers in sand. Then 8,000 miles traveled, to get to land. Two or four years, she returned , to be. Across Atlantic, beneath the sea. 'How does she do it '? the great minds do ask. Where she lays her eggs, and use sand, to mask. Then off she goes, and the babies wait. Then time has comes, and...

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We're merely quests on this planet lest we forget ~ Our life is but a wink in the wake of eternity AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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Creation cries through wind and wave and tree, Tree roots clutch soil like prayers yearning free. Free rivers sing, but choked by human hand, Hand scorched the skies, now breathes a dying land. Land we were gifted, Eden’s greenest grace, Grace we forgot, now storms our hearts replace. Replace the waste with care, the greed with love, Love heals the earth—our charge...

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Planet in flux…it sucks No refuge..Scrooge rules.. Stooges subterfuge deluge.. Fossil fuel fools.. Poleaxes..then relaxes… As the earth burns.. As it turns..on its axis.. *************** Us schmucks battling.... Puzzling...prattling clucks... Aloof to proof....daft defiance.. Shucks the sleuth of science.. ************** Glower at their ivory tower.. Cruise ship trip fillip.. Dour baby boomer power.. ****** Absurd herd..cans compliance Uncouth trampling truth.. Nip & tucks alliance.. Mottled rucks…throttled petro bucks... Plucks for retro reliance.. ******* Muzzling…weasel hatchets meddling... Diesel guzzling trucks.. Saluting...

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This morning was quite unlike the last. Stooping branches held no breath of song. No trills, no calls, no sudden flutter flaps of wings beating air. Silence only broken by the hushed quiver that's something's wrong. The wind lifted to stir the birds awake, to shake their perches off their quiet interlude, but all to no avail. For the sprays to kill weeds and baits to kill rodent pests as well, had...

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River makes its final clunk Between Hills Rolling boulders like turtle shells Empty of their mouths and hearts River bent Flailing legs and neck No longer reflects The sun and moon From water’s absence down its back. Turns her terrible brittle head From me Teeth gnashing on the spools of willow To her memory When mud was forest Footsteps Croaking with frogs and dazzled with dragonflies Ringed in a halo of cold...

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On this gangrenous planet, where the sky bears the scars of time gone by, we should refrain from weaving plans from threads of illusions and hopes, yet we continue to craft them with an optimism that pulses deep within our veins, like a reflex of the dying seeking light in the final darkness of the day. We cling to...

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Palindrome Poem...Reverse Verse about our Perverse Universe (flip gravity.. what goes down must then come up - sorry..read down then back up) "In this place we all call home Monstrously Machiavellian Doesn’t have to be Islands of strangers Ominously Orwellian Tribal totems & talismans tome Demagogic Or Pedagogic logic Instead could still see Rangers free from dangers roam Embraces spaces for all races & faces Riffs not tiffs...

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12 when I wrote this, from the perspective of a mushroom. My gills grasping at air, but the grass is not too far; My scales glimmering stupidly to shine through watered tar. And in the gaseous tarmac world, I shine here far too bright, And oh, the air, too stale if for my gills to get it right. I long...

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THE SUN "I hate it here," says the sun, "I shine too bright. My endless burning's never done, You get to glide in the velvet nigt." THE MOON: "Your fiery voice I hear so plain," The Moon then whispered, soft and low, "I paint the world with silver stain, And secrets of the darkness know." THE STARS (COLLECTIVE VOICE): The stars blinked slowly, far and high, "Your...

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On the frozen side of the sun lies Svalbard. A barren, treeless stretch of land Buried beneath snow and stillness. Here, the cold doesn’t just bite; It consumes. The whirlwind air scrapes skin with surgical precision. For months each year, the sun abandons the sky. Svalbard drifts beneath a vaulted night. Darkness bleeds through permafrost, Settling in the earth’s frozen marrow. But beneath this ice-scarred...

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