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Dead planet

Dead planet

Walk, just walk, deserts, mountains, valleys, ravines, and craters give the view
In horrific landscapes, no life exists, oceans, seas, forests, or green flower fields.
Silence the ruler of this planet, the invisible frozen past from thousands of years ago

Destructed civilization, atomic bombs, this is the truth. The Mars is a dead planet
Would you like to look at the satellite images and the photographs of the Mars rovers?
Pyramids are interesting and not natural objects and shapes. A lot more memories

There are pyramids on Earth, all created by the same civilization. Extraterrestrials
This civilization killed itself on Mars, we are the witnesses to their lives of heritage
We must learn from their mistakes. The Earth must always be green. The living Earth.

Home
Our home
In our solar system
Still
Does not exist
One more
Living Earth

Mars is empty

Mars

The red one

Is often

Depicted as empty

Yet..it seems

Something appears

Photos by rovers..

That something

Confirms the

Emptiness...

Those wild mountains

Lifting 
My pen from slumber
As those wild mountains
Are calling
Rolling misty veils
My heart dwells 
Somewhere within
Above the falls
Or below
The dripping leaves of gum
Calm be the wildlife
As they seldom 
See a foot fall
Those green fields yonder
I may wish
To one day wonder
But
Those misty mountains
They’ll call me back
In all there colours an seasons
The wind pushed
Leaning shed
Rusted out rovers
Oh 
To be a drover of old
Spend a life 
Among the misty mountains
I would take the dry
Take shelter in shade
To beat the heat
And swim the wet
When the cold wind blows
My heart
It does lay
Somewhere within
The misty mountains
Are calling

Slay Queens and Brazilian Butt Lifts

In pursuit of curves, some choose the lift,
A quest for beauty, a transformative shift.
But amidst the surgeries, a deeper tale,
A journey where self-love might set sail.

No judgment for choices, the paths we take,
Yet ponder the reasons, the risks we undertake.
Society's pressures, perceptions we bear,
A world where self-worth is laid bare.

South African souls, playing a role,
In the pursuit of beauty, losing their goal.
Attachments for love, a side hustle unfolds,
Prostitutes and marriages, tales to be told.

Relationships falter, lost in the void,
A nation sickened, values destroyed.
In African hair, judgment is cast,
Weaves worn proudly, but shadows are cast.

Obsessed with material, souls for sale,
Range Rovers and Mercedes, a tempting tale.
In pursuit of dreams, they trade their core,
Yet later, reflections bring insecurity ashore.

Selling bodies for riches, a path they tread,
But marriages suffer, innocence shed.
In the mirror, they question love's essence,
Forgetting the purpose, losing their innocence.

Is Ai Alien X

We sent robots and rovers to Mars!
What if the little green critters out there 
returned the compliment
and sent their hackers and AI gadgets
to invade us marked 
'X' open at your own peril!
The musky Blue Bird 
has flown the coop
scared off by alien Mr X.

Meant To Soar

Feathers, meant to soar
    propel their bearers evermore
  gliding, coasting, turning over
    Acrobats, sky-high rovers  

  Sadly though, some feathers fall
    float to earth, their curtain call
  Prithee, pick them up
                       by yonder willow
    finished weeping ~ sequestered pillow

Musical Organisms

Musical Organisms

"Let’s Bungle In the Jungle” Jethro Tull
Don’t want to tangle
with slithery snakes.

"The Lion Sleeps Tonight” The Tokens
I won’t be walking in their
territory after dark.

"Puff The Magic Dragon”Peter Paul and Mary
This song not about drugs.
RIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!

"The Unicorn"
Sung by the Irish Rovers
THIS IS NOT A TRUE IRISH SONG!!

"Wild Horses" The Rolling Stones
Can’t see Mick riding a horse.
His hips would sway too much.

"Bat Outta Hell" Meatloaf
Can’t see a bat coming out of hell
But stop pickin’ on Eddie!!!!

"Crockodile Rock" Elton John
Not sure a crocodile can dance
Wouldn’t want to find out.

"White Rabbit" Jefferson Airplane
Now this song is about drugs
Go Gracie

"Black Cow" Steely Dan
Used to love those root beer floats
Gotta watch calories now

Songs of Yore

Singing songs of days of yore
Sailors, rovers, boats and hills
Listen O moonish Le Mar

In the dusky eve in meadows
Bells of temps and beechen shadows
Singing songs of Days of yore

Life is final, death is final
God hath said to angel's panal
Listen O Moonish Le Mar

House on top of hill is vacant
Gazing at the world and waiting
Singing songs of days of yore

Petals withering, candles melting
Moths and men in love are dying
Listen O Moonish Le Mar

Riding by the woods on pacer
On Her Timbral Maiden Nature
Singing songs of Days of yore
Listen O Moonish Le Mar

Unicorns

From storied myths, unicorns surface,
though hard to see for they're shy.
As dusk pauses and stars show purpose,
they visit dreams in slumber's soft sigh,
yet, sometimes seen in blink of an eye.

Unicorns play in fields of clover--
planting four-leafs, and moreover,
they gather stars that fell in night,
for snug replacing naughty rovers.
(A missing star may spoil the starlight.)

If, by some quite rare happenstance,
one should appear to a lonely child,
catching unicorn in her shy glance
as it munched clover, near flowers wild
seeing unicorn, little one smiled.

Unicorns fit best in childhood dreams.
They dwell with faeries and elves, it seems.
Along with magic only children see--
friendly dragons, or flights with moonbeams,
...not impossible for you and me. 

November 2, 2022
for Constance La France's "Writing Challenge--Unburden a U Word" contest

Limitless Possibilities

Not too long ago,
humans were hunter-gatherers living in caves.
And along with the Neanderthals,
we figured out how to create fire.
But unlike them, we also learned how to sow crops,
domesticate animals, and construct shelters.
That edge allowed us to survive.
We developed language and writing
and invented tools that built cities and empires.
But we were not without fault,
for we condoned slavery and the slaughter of the innocent.
Both brutal and territorial,
we perfected genocide through the scourge of war. 
And yet, we persevered despite our flaws,
driven by intelligence and cunning.
We've made some progress towards accepting
each other's differences:
but we're not there yet.
We've learned to harness electricity,
achieve flight, and split the atom.
We even landed on the moon
and sent rovers to Mars.
Today, our planet is internet-connected
so that all of Man's accumulated knowledge
is as close as the phone in our hands.
We are an incredible species;
I can only guess what tomorrow will bring.
For we will continue to climb technology's ladder;
placing limitless possibilities
within everyone's reach.

Sixty Years Later

‘twas sixty years ago we sang
of blossoms clinging to the vine
while living only for the moment 
sharing time and sipping wine.

We were rovers way back then,
just moving on from place to place;
we feasted well and slept in clover,
looking for new dreams to chase.

A million yesterdays have passed,
but I shall ne’er forget those joys
of wine and song, you by my side
while unaffected by the noise.

Now sitting in our rocking chairs
recalling yearns of yesterday,
still living only for the moment 
watching time just slip away.


January 1, 2021

A month or so ago as I was driving to work I heard the song “Today” 
released in 1964 by The New Christy Minstrels. Listening to the words of 
this song I was inspired to write this poem reflecting on the feelings of that 
time fifty-seven years later.

Space the Final Frontier

Space the final frontier

Whence endless possibility awaits

Discovered by wonderment of telescopic rovers and spying satellite 

Dense with blackend holes 
encircled in white smoke
that illuminate the horizon 

Where events take place 
beyond the means of any human 
brain can ever comprehend 

Like witnessing a dying star in death
throws burning and imploding inwards
on itself 

And a universe of galaxies
expanding banging into life

A Very Old Abandoned Church

Walking hand in hand we pass a 
Very old and abandoned church
That people gave up praying in
So many, many years ago.
Oh, my! The stories it could tell
Of births and deaths and tragedies
And sailors lost to vicious seas
In winter storms and gales of winds.
It’s seen the days of tall mast ships
With sails a-bellowing at sea.
It’s seen the steam from engine stacks
And generator powered props.
It has seen world war one and two,
Hiroshima atomic bombed,
Our rovers crawl on Martian soils
And satellites explore deep space.
It’s seen the farmer grow his crops,
Give thanks for them inside the church
And hosted many wedding feasts
As well as many burials.
Now it has seen a new couple
Taking first steps in their new lives,
Take a moment to remember
Then be gone as all other things.
W.C.Hull © 2020-I53-K53-22-L61-22

Trip To the Moon

Trip to the moon.
We hope to leave very soon
We packed our bags
And into our spaceship we zoom
Up into the sky
And into deep space
We have never seen such a beautiful place
So strange and grotesque
As I write, I use my control board as my desk
As we fly over this lunar planet
Spinning round and round
It is zero gravity
So everything is up side down
So rocky and creepy and dry
We saw no green men or monkey and not even a fly
But we wish to go once again before we die
An adventure to the moon was fun
I can not deny
We could hear our voices echo
Due to the emptiness that consumes
And it is always dark
We do not know if it is morning or night or noon
Riding fast in our lunar rovers in that rugged terrain
Dangerous games that will make you go insane
As anxiety consumes us on our return to earth
Our trip to the moon was one we will never forget
And that was my trip to the moon

Chinese Medicine

They say that it will cure all your ills,
It's liquid and doesn't come in pills;
will it cure, anxiety, trauma and impropriety? 
depression, obsession, angst and obesity?

Flatulence, disobedience, lack of ********,
boredom, constipation, sickness and a sore bum,
morbidness, being morose, getting rid of a dose,
help ejaculation, deaf and dumb, making you come.

Phobias, hang-overs, make-overs, hand rovers,
sexual harassment, groping and embarassment,
corruption, bribery, graft, lying and dying,
cheating, beatiing, passing exams without trying.

No, it won't, unless you're into psychosomatic,
in which case, you're route to paradise will be automaric.

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