Space Travel Poems - Poems about Space Travel

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....

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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...

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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...

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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   ...

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Balloons fill with helium, soar in the sky What strange gases burst politicians’ bellies ~ Perhaps Saturn will see them fly by ...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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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We were embarked on a fruitful mission, to explore a far, distant world, In the halcyon days, since wars had ceased, like confetti colors hurled. Our magical spaceship was comfortable, and it afforded stunning views, Much like the lovely, luminous nebulae, endless night's colorful tattoos. The passing stars told a thrilling story, that we had been traveling long, Like a...

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I was a renowned, NASA scientist, with my face always turned to blue stars, As eyes are ever drawn to a flaming sunset, as to colorful, outdoor bazaars. And stargazing brought big excitement, and chills during many a nighttime, Like the thrills of the returned birds singing, in the springtime days of lime. Many busy years, I had been...

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