Posted on August 28, 2011, in D’verse Poets Pub, Poetry, The Purple Treehouse and tagged astronomy picture of the day, dversepoets, exploration, garbage, JPL, Mars, metal, NASA, opportunity, space poetry, space verse. Bookmark the permalink. 41 Comments.
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Very creative…thank you.
☮ Siggi in Downeast Maine
beautiful…
smart writing, wow.
keep it up.
very,very cool!,Tammy the pic is amazing.
i really like the turn line in the middle…and its double meaning…
Perfect mesh with words and pictures. Really do adore that closing line.
Great work here.
very interesting work, well done.
Clever. Sad we have our litter on other worlds.
some are mine and some are not…
love this.
metals of the gods and man..this is really cool tammy
Interesting perspective. And I love that last line. =)
this has a feel of distance and closeness at the same time..’metals of the gods and man’…speaks to me. haunting and uplifting, and loved the pic 🙂
beautiful write… very open as well – these words could relate to so many different issues. nice
I loved reading your reflections here..interesting explanation as well!
Are we sure it isnt an alien B ball relic – a left over from spacejam 2 – lol
Jordan could have slammed it there! mike could be the gods for sure – one on one 😉
loved the concept tammy – it really delivers a vibe 🙂
he could be the gods… or beat them even 🙂
Cool write!
This is so fricking cool…
Just wow.
Thanks for the read!
PS. As has been said, I love how open this is. It can be related to at least a dozen issues when I do some math in my head…
Smart you are ~_^
I agree with Arron, this one has a vibe that immediately appeals.
Love these lines:
“scouting fallen parts”
“Mars – my only home”
I read your explanation, but I thought you were talking about the body, the way it falls apart, it being our only “home,” the trash we eat, the chemicals (and other things) that we ingest.
lots of ways to interpret things, but remember, i’m the space poet, when i write a space poem, it’s about space
This is fantastic and your explanation makes it more so.
Nice form…I specially like the last line ~
Very intriguing. The picture is amazing and your prose compliments it admirably.
RYN: I added the ‘in my room’ line because it was the prompt for the Carry on Tuesday blog and had to be included someplace through the prose, it was the only place I could think of to ‘fit’ in with everything….Haha
I like to try and support Keith’s COT blog… Okay..chalk one up to you… you got me 😉
Very interesting post and poem!
Lots of things out there in space, never knew any of that about Mars, maybe it’s just those martians screwing with us too…haha
Gah–how desolate that expanse is–the debris seems almost like expensive landscaping, relieving the eye from the stark monotony. Liked the poem much.
metals of the gods and man–very cool poem and I being ignorant about form–have not heard of Waka before–but I like how the form feels on the page–great write!
Dug the being from Mars and stating not all the stuff is ours. Very cool.
Fascinating, both poem and explanation.
This is cool. I didn’t know anything about the opportunity rover before. Nor did I know about the WAKA either. Love how you piece ties in perfectly to your write up at the end, and the part about Gods in there, love that. Thanks
so true.
What an intriguing thought….metals of the gods and man! Love it, Tammy!
The garbage strewn is a sombre thought!
Yet another poetry form to play with! Yay!
Sobering image of strewn garbage…. reminds me of Agent Smith in The Matrix calling humans a virus…. 😦
bet its eerie up there- all those bits and piececs laying around. Nice write- metal of man and god- mans metal in the space junk, gods metal in the iron redness of the planet- nice 🙂
Wow all in a 5/7/5/7/7 format. Interesting that WAKA may differ from Tanka which I guess is a sort of love poem. Yet the syllabic count is the same.
So well crafted, and so informative. It made me think and consider again our little whoville and its sister relationship to nearby planets. Thanks.
enjoy how you applied the form, added a delicacy to the abandon felt in the image. ~ Rose
Nice to see a poem focused on space exploration and the other wonders of the mind. Same we are leaving junk there as well
You always bring such succinctness to the most impressive events.