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Enceladus Dreams

Tides in motion beneath my crust
Of water-ice and planet dust,
Heat a hidden salty ocean,
Beneath my crust tides in motion.

My fertile womb so ripe with seeds,
With chemicals that new life needs,
Deep in the darkness, in the gloom,
So ripe with seeds my fertile womb.

We’re not alone, there’s quite a few,
Europa, Triton, Titan too.
We’re moons with a life-friendly zone,
There’s quite a few, we’re not alone.

In dreadful dreams I saw peril,
Aliens that are not sterile,
Importing death, disease, and screams,
I saw peril in dreadful dreams.

From Earth arrives a prying probe,
Now transiting past Saturn’s globe,
To learn if life in my womb thrives,
A prying probe from Earth arrives …



October 16, 2022
Swap Quatrain


For information about amazing Enceladus, see:   solarsystem.nasa.gov/moons/saturn-moons/enceladus/in-depth/   
or:  www.newscientist.com/article/2339020-enceladus-shown-to-have-all-six-of-the-essential-elements-for-life/#:~:text=Saturn's%20moon%20Enceladus%20is%20producing,%2C%20oxygen%2C%20phosphorus%20and%20sulphur.

One Hell of a Storm

Triton’s conch shell calms the waters instantly.
Triton smiles and breathes a sigh of relief.
It looked like it was going to be one hell of a storm.
He had foreseen deaths like the night the Titanic sunk.

The sea monsters are disappointed, they were ready for a feast.
They defer to Triton’s shell, however, knowing the consequences.
They dive back down to the deepest depths of the sea.
Waiting for their next big chance, hoping Triton will be busy.

With telepathy they explain their plans to the sea monsters in the east.
These sea monsters are even more vicious, and love the idea.
They will lure Triton to that side of the world on Tuesday.
With a mini storm, while these waters rage with evil doings.

God of the Sea

Named after the Roman God of the Sea 
Eternal is its beauty like the blue we cannot see 
Poseidon to the Greek, ice giant in reality 
Triton, the Luna of its land, above in its sky 
Under the ice is only a mystery 
No man has travelled thus far 
Eternal its beauty, foreign its reach 

26 May 2021
Planet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Matt Caliri

Poseidon

Planet with blue azure as the color
Orbits are elliptic and distant from the solar
Satellite here larger than the dwarfs is Triton moon
Equinox occurs after four score years soon
Inkling of diamond rain is seen which is quite quaint
Dominated with ice as sun rays are unduly faint
Over here is the great dark spot which is too odd
Neptune is the planet named after the Sea God

I Always Wanted To Be a Mermaid

You know how the little mermaid wanted
To be human and live on land
Well I was constantly saying in a loud voice
King Triton by your command
Please, wave your magic staff that you
Hold in your hand
At me a child who has always wanted to
Be a mermaid
And live at sea.
I know you can help me.
Please, listen to my plea.
On land 
I have practiced holding my 
Breath until I am blue in the face.
I am fast when we have a relay race.
I have learned how to empty my lungs
So I can sit on the bottom of my pool
Without having to surface.
I took swimming and skin diving lessons
To learn all your tricks.
One of the hardest things was mastering 
The dolphin kick.
In all of my widest dreams I did finally
Become a mermaid.
I live in a beautiful lagoon where I get
Paid, I love it when I hear that other
Little girls have said King Triton by your
Command
Please, wave your magic staff that you
Hold in your hand.
Who knows they may turn out to be like
Me to live in the sea
As well as on land
By working at a water resort which is a
Better plan.

Searching For Avalon

"Oh, Gods of the sea, hark;
will this wild wind pitch us,
down, down to a watery end?
Ship's awash, pigs half-drowned;
and chickens floating away.

"What is our sin, for Thor's anger
to be kindled in bloody rage?
With each lash of his thunder,
we are hurled against the rocks.

"Where will Aegir's daughters cast;
will the fierce ones spew us out
over these widow-maker waves?
Grab those pails, sailors, bail,
lower that useless, tattered sail

"Glaucus, please, to our rescue,
we are brutally shoved about.
Triton, trumpet with your conch,
calm this storm with your horn.

"Oh, Christian, come to stern,
point that cross to the sky.
Pray to your God for mercy—
He whom you nailed to a tree—
else we perish in this sea."

The Great Pyramid of Giza

In the land titled the Gift of the Nile,
where pharaohs rode in gilded chariots,
149 feet she elegantly stands,
in the sandy plains of Giza

For decades long gone,
shes taken the crown;
"the tallest master piece of man's hand"
a Triton amongst Minnows yes indeed,
if thou not believe,the Falcons do
for centuries gone they scaled her sculpture
high enough to see the land of the saints

years and years casing stones were lain,
limestone blocks coalesced in myriads
to form a triangular figure,
firm enough to outlive lake Superior
senile she may be,
she proves that old is gold!
for even the blind behold her in wonder

she dwarfs her surrounding like,
a queen she's always been
casing stones still encircle her
like nestlings before their mother,
and when the moon rises,
she shines like a figure
from wonderland 
and hail to the ancient mathematicians
for designing a figure,
that is food to ones soul

Triton

The ice is melting 
on my moon
while I am waiting my round-trip ticket 
on the earth.
The spring is coming 
in my icy homeland 
and life is reborn.

TNT and Nitro 
in the fastest blast in the universe.

Helium atoms are broken
into thousands of pages 
of the book War and Peace
while on the edge of the galactic haze
Messiah has appeared.

Thumbs Up Second Version

My name is Gundar
Bey School of Gladiators
Trained me for the arena
I chose my weapon
I picked the net and triton
Best, as I’m agile and fast
Tomorrow I fight
I live without any friends
Never know who I must kill
They serve me a feast
The women will come tonight
They try to make me happy
No desire to fight
Either I fight or I die
Can I out last the others?
It makes no matter
If I’m the last one standing
The lions will still be waiting
A thumb’s down and I die
As they unleash the Lions
Thumbs up, fight another day

Living In the Depths

Living in the ocean is not easy.
Sometimes the water gets so greasy.
During those times I dive very deep
where beautiful sights and delicious food I reap.
      
For you see, I am a merman named Triton.
I am the son of Amphitrite and Poseidon.
I am known as the Trumpeter of the Sea
because I use a conch shell, blowing it regularly.
    
My parents are not merfolk, but normal like you
However they are both able to live under water like I do.
I am handsome, strong, and brave,
and many a beautiful woman has become my slave.
    
Because of the beautiful songs I sing,
both women and mermaids, themselves to me bring.
I have powers as Ancient Mythology reads.
I have summoned storms to sink ships because of their greed.
      
Be it known, I am a very wise teacher.
Many have learned great lessons from this sea creature.
Do not despair if you're caught in a storm.
Just look on the ocean surface and you'll see my form!


*For The Deep Sea Contest by Gautami Phookan

Ad For a Siren 1 and 2

----Ad for a Siren----

job hunting siren
swims from cove to cove--
shark bosses need not apply


**Sept.16, 2010
Siren, send my check in the mail ;)


----Ad for a Siren 2----

tired of zim dollars,
siren's on the prowl~
oops wrong habitat



**King Triton must be**



thirty to forty-five--
loaded
with laughter ;)

must pass through
Sunlight first--
stingrays need not apply




Ms. Siren -- sorry no more ham sandwich, I ate it all,
sorry this is the best I could do on a full stomach *burp*

Pluto

Oh son of Saturn
still holding true
to your father's law
of limitation.

Will Neptune capture you
as Triton?

Expose your simian line!
Celebrate your difference!
Embrace your darkness!

For only in its depth
will the seed of any living thing
become fertile.

Yet you hide behind
a distorted window
of frozen atmosphere.

Still, the truth is revealed
in your eccentric orbit;
in your rebellious rotation.

But until you find courage,
until you take solitude,
until Charon views the fullness
of your unmasked face,

Who will pay his fee?
Who will journey Styx?

Deep

Petroleum’s careless pollution
Eroding Poseidon’s Triton

By Robb A. Kopp

Stars

The heavens are beautified
With strange stars
Who journeyed from their own sky
To pitch their tents amid our stars;

Seeing the unusual events
Some forced comets
Come from hidden airy tents
Blowing resonant trumpets;

A violent tiff is raging:
Some natural stars are falling

Like a wary young triton
Another comet comes: alone!
She comes to this bear-garden
Singing the imminence of nature’s return.

Odysseus How?

Over three thousand-five hundred years ago
There was a story that was always told
How a man fought wars and defeated foes
And traveled for twenty years. How strong, how bold?
 
Many miles that hero went
Going to Troy and the Aegean Sea
Sleeping in hulls of ships and war tents
Fighting by Achilles. How scared were thee?
 
He tested the gods like Apollo and Poseidon
He only wanted a voyage home again
But the sun-god’s heat, the sea-god’s triton
Made it hard for him. How to win?
 
He built a mighty Trojan Horse
And put thick wax on his ears
The journey was long and coarse
It cost many friends. How many tears?
 
He returned home with happiness hidden
Only recognized by man’s best friend
And his wife blocked suitors and had them forbidden
He returned to his wife. How did it end?

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