Space Travel Poems - Poems about Space Travel

hitchhiking to mars

We’ll hitchhike to mars
on a rocket not a car,
so say your au revoirs.

We’ll steer towards Polaris, the north star
right through the center of the milky-way-bar.
See, the universe is dark and chocolatey.

Stars that glitter like multi-faceted gems,
are just shiny, yellow, peanut M&Ms,
take a handful, if you’d like, they’re free.

We’ll dodge the silhouetted moon,
which is made of

Bye Bye, I'm Off to Mars

Redlight One to Mission Control!
Can you read me, Can you read me?
Are you there?
Has the comet hit you yet?
Did the 'Nuke it Baby' missile work?
Can you read me? Can you read me?
Perhaps not!
Oh well, here we all are, 
in our tin can spaceship,
with our tin can robots driving the show.
With all our tin can things

Let's ride good times

Exposing rays from leaves, dense forest
Over and above with idle flow, riverine raft
None, still numerous belongs my closest
Melodies out the tropical denses,
Spreading vibes in everyone's hymn,
Fueling the bonfire with all poor instances,
Join all and let's ride good times.

Starman

A starman travelling through space and time.
I bear witness to great earth's decline.
Whilst travelling in my time machine.
You won't believe the sights I've seen.

We can travel now at the speed of light,
and what I've seen, it's not a pretty sight!
We have the ability to travel, to find new worlds.
Where a place we can call home

Spaceman Come Knocking

spaceman come knocking on my door
said he gonna tell the night
said he gonna tell the star

I said one day soon
he’ll be far
his eyes were bright
but mine were too

and he
most distant man I’d ever see
boots were wide
padded suit
to see him through the galaxy

yet I’ll be here
spaceman there
opposite points in history
with every life in between

spaceman come knocking

space travel

Space travel 

When I can't sleep 
in the night
I close my eyes 
see a myriad 
of stars
some of them are red
but mostly blue
I continue my odyssey
through the galaxy
when stars  
are a rarity
and further away
a wall of nothing
a space that has
no ending 
a fear of a vacuum
ghostly immobility
where nothing matters
never did

 

Bursting Bellies

   Balloons fill with helium, soar in the sky

   What strange gases burst politicians’ bellies

     ~ Perhaps Saturn will see them fly by

illegal aliens

One evening, in a sleepy Connecticut town, the locals saw a peculiar sight,
a UAP had landed in an empty field, and man, it lit up the night.

They were, axiomatically, from a distant galaxy, here to explore our shared cosmic space,
their metallic-phallic-rocket was multicolor pastel bright, like a carnival showcase.

There were cows that mooed approvingly and

Redwoods

Our dad drives with the recliner down like a waterbed as uncapped bottles of water gushes down. My older sister putting on her third face now, none of it hides her stuck-out tongue at me. My older brother still thinks I'm invisible. Not mom, she only sees me, "Did you break this, or, did you

Space Traveller

my line of work
is space travel
those distances between stars
that's me
arranging all the loungers
around the hyper-pool
although
I'm only filling in

Virgin Galactic

August spider webs become thick as February snow wisps
Accumulating on our window sills
If each of us
All eight billion
Could stand in line in gardens and beside the sea
And wait our turn
To blast far up in outer space
And spend two minutes
Gazing down to our primate planet Earth
Through a little window
Perfectly fit to the size of all our

Fortuitous Journey

I was a prominent theoretical physicist, relying upon beautiful mathematics,
Like devout gardeners everywhere, rely on butterscotch sunshine dramatics.

Rose days were spent inventing theories, to address pure astral phenomena,
And testing the raw theories, such as what causes far-off, supernova trauma. 

The indescribable thrill of discovery, imbued sunny, halcyon hours of delight,
Like the secret thrill of watching

Mars Or Bust

I'm joining Elon Musk
    It's Mars or bust
  If we don't make it
    we become space dust 

  But no way that's in the cards
    We'll get there, we try hard
  As for the trip back ~
    Er, perhaps you've

On Staying Put

I wouldn't like to live on Pluto
though you gave me a box full of gin,
a thousand woolly blankets
and loads of oxygen.

I wouldn't like  Mercury either
for there I'd freeze or bake.
And where on Mars or Venus
is there beer, for Heaven's sake?

I have to accept I'm an earthling,
where I may have to suffer a lot.
Happiness lies

Bring the Spf 1000

Elon’s SpaceX will be such a boon,
as we jet to the far reaches soon.
This coil won’t contain us;
get a tan on Uranus,
ski the slopes on Pluto by moon.

Now it’s not that I mean to be crass,
but I mustn’t let one detail pass.
Don’t be caught unawares
by the spike solar flares;
those waivers don’t cover your ass.

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