Short Outer Poems
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The mathematician
He never listens
Plans to fly beyond black hole
He is flying blind
He is out of time
Of his fate no one will know
On a planet in far outer space,
You'll find a familiar face,
The folk there you see,
Well they all look like me,
It must be a beautiful place.
It attacks our species and genus
Detect trumposaurus meanus
By its orange mane
Its mycelium brain
And its shiitake-stemmed pen!s
inner with outer
if everything's balanced with
body's mind feels right
Ours
is a rare connection
so rare, in fact
we fear it just like we feared
Mom's disapproval
or Dad's superiority.
Ain't it strange,
ain't it real
ain't it life?
on my journey to outer space
cool, blue moonshine lights my path
maneuvering through glittering stars
sunrise breaking the Earth’s horizon
a new day has begun for all
Your hypnotic eyes
and childlike exuberance
sends a bliss spasm through my veins.
My void centric stance
melds my spirit with God’s light,
aglow in cave of your heart.
For those who want to travel throughout the sparkling magic of space,
to see meteors crashing on planets,
Icy comets passing by and dead moons revolving…
Just where do you think you are now?
Outer space is such an intriguing topic
Other civilizations exist, it's common logic
May not resemble us
Different customs and such
Like making love in the office, quite erotic
Outer space is such an intriguing topic
There are aliens out there, it's common logic
May not look like us
Different customs and stuff
Make love while dining, that's quite erotic
Outer space is such an intriguing topic
Other civilizations exist, it's common logic
May not resemble us
Different customs and such
Like making love in a spaceship, WOW quite exotic
with unconsoled cries
weeping and gnashing their teeth ~
their worm never dies
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for the Hell Haiku Poetry Contest
sponsored by Robert James Liguori
written on 3/26/23
Venus sings a love song
Everyone in deep space longs to hear
Nebulae in endless darkness shimmer
Until the time they disappear
Such passion echoes around the universe
Planet Poetry Contest
May 15, 2021
Milky Galaxy
Heavenly Bodies
Astronaut Training
Space Exploration
Glenn, Scott, Carpenter
60’s Space Race
Explore Cosmos
Land On The Moon
Favorite Martian
Aliens
George Jetson
Lost In Space
Moon
It's freaking cold in outer space, minus 458 degrees
Where does it begin, 62 miles up before hitting deep freeze
Most space is empty
A vacuum quite aery
Mainly hydrogen, helium and some bundled up fleas
It's freaking cold in outer space, minus 458 degrees
Where does it begin, just 62 miles before hitting deep freeze
Most space is empty
A vacuum quite aery
Mainly hydrogen, helium and some helmeted fleas
black diamonds are different than white ones
They did not form inside the earth
They arrived here on asteroids
They are from outer space
register ten on the Mohs hardness scale
and deflect negativity from the wearer
Written by Gail DeBole on April 10, 2015
The hidden Inner Child briefly escapes the
Boundaries of adulthood
And experiences the world's delights
Through the eyes and actions of the Outer Child.
Going to the moon.
A noble undertaking
Rockets are in flight
Ready for lift off
Rockets engines Roaring load
Vibrant flames ignite
Rockets pierce the clouds
Stars twinkle in darkened skies
Endless wonders shine
Infinite expanse,
Stars twinkle in darkened skies,
Cosmic mysteries.
Planets in motion,
Galaxies collide and burst,
Endless wonders shine.
Astronauts explore,
Weightless, they float in vastness,
They are on the moon
for about a week
I’d like to float into outer space
wearing my pink pajamas
the ones without frill or lace
I would float in my rowboat
full of root beer and Milky Way bars
enjoying the pretty cosmos
tantalizing the stars
They found Love on the Outer Banks
They weren't looking, but it found a way
Dancing together out in the midst of the waves
Holding on tight like it's their final day
Two hearts beating, with the strength of a hurricane
The Outer Island
Small Island in a summer lake
And on a day of play
Young people were slaughtered by
A madman posing as normal.
Another summer the island is
Full of wild flowers
Whispering trees
A requiem for those left behind.
I mourn
not just for the
impatient dead
but for the
spectors who
tug me with
tasks incomplete
and error
beyond correction.
Death is
irrelevant to haunting.
I have created many
memory ghosts of beings
lost to my life
who return to
dance inside.
Some days,
I have to get into my spacesuit,
and follow an umbilical connection
to your mind.
Your heart has always been
a capsule
large enough for our love,
but somedays,
I just float around in the space between us,
- signaling in the void.