A Poem for Saturday: Halfway to Pluto
March 24, 2012
Don Pettit
Node 2, Deck 5
ISS, LEO
I’m halfway to Pluto and Earth doesn’t know
The trials of travel in space as we go
With thrust to our backs while we speed on our way
The blue dot of Earth becomes fainter each day
When earthly horizons slip from your view
The color of loneliness changes its hue
And a radio call to our mission control
Takes nearly a day to just say hello
Yet our boss back on Earth abstract from our flight
Has no understanding of our minds in this plight
The Siren’s of Space singing songs for our souls
Try to tempt us to ruin on the reef of black holes
The singing of songs in space is a dream
For better or worse, you can’t hear a scream
Over eyes with wax patches, we resist Siren’s call
Thus avoiding the reef and escaping the fall
Our families back home make do while we’re gone
With or without us their life does go on
For the future of Earth and the human race
The final frontier we seek will be space
Our minds thus expand into places unknown
I’m halfway to Pluto but never alone
Other posts by this author
- A Poem for Saturday: One Planet is Not Enough
- From the Diary of a Space Zucchini: The Frontier
- From the Diary of a Space Zucchini: Preparing for Departure
- A (New) Moon is Born
- From the Diary of a Space Zucchini: Gardener's Spacesuit
- From the Diary of a Space Zucchini: Baby on Board!
- With Warm Regards
- Stray Light
- From the Diary of a Space Zucchini: Happy Sprout Day!
- From the Diary of a Space Zucchini - What Do Dragons Eat?
March 25, 2012
Cordero C.
I’m halfway to Pluto and Earth doesn’t know
The trials of travel in space as we go
With thrust to our backs while we speed on our way
The blue dot of Earth becomes fainter each day
When earthly horizons slip from your view
The color of loneliness changes its hue
And a radio call to our mission control
Takes nearly a day to just say hello
Yet our boss back on Earth abstract from our flight
Has no understanding of our minds in this plight
The Siren’s of Space singing songs for our souls
Try to tempt us to ruin on the reef of black holes
The singing of songs in space is a dream
For better or worse, you can’t hear a scream
Over eyes with wax patches, we resist Siren’s call
Thus avoiding the reef and escaping the fall
Our families back home make do while we’re gone
With or without us their life does go on
For the future of Earth and the human race
The final frontier we seek will be space
Our minds thus expand into places unknown
I’m halfway to Pluto but never alone
June 5, 2012
Elyse David
Never mind Pluto, we're looking forward to your photographs of Venus as it passes between us Earthlings and the sun!