Saturday, February 16, 2019

Going to Mars

If I were on a spaceship 
Going to Mars 

I'd miss some niceties 
Spitting out the window and
Let fresh air in 
Pretty sunsets be no more 
Or stars at night 

Because there would be no night 
Nor bright sunrise 
How would I count the days 
We'd be apart 

Wonder if they'd let me drive 
Pass by your house 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved 
 - I'm linked with Magaly Guerrero in the Imaginary Garden at 
 - I had a 55 word version but now it's 60 words plus three for the title. 

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At Saturday, February 16, 2019 12:41:00 PM, Blogger Magaly Guerrero said...

I bet he'll be able to stop by, to visit his sweetheart. Love always finds a way. Even on the way to Mars. :-)

At Saturday, February 16, 2019 3:29:00 PM, Blogger brudberg said...

May there be a way to make a detour, or at least a swift return. Space is probably a very boring place

At Saturday, February 16, 2019 6:30:00 PM, Blogger kaykuala said...

A lot of the normal niceties and joys will be missed. Appreciate your humor, Dr Jim!


At Saturday, February 16, 2019 10:39:00 PM, Blogger tonispencer said...

Shades of H G Wells and Edgar Rice Burroughs and their trips to the moon and Mars!

At Sunday, February 17, 2019 3:17:00 AM, Blogger Kim M. Russell said...

When I read your poem, Jim, the song ‘Fly me to the Moon’ popped into my head. Let me know what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars – and don’t forget to wave when you pass my house!

At Sunday, February 17, 2019 4:54:00 AM, Blogger Old Egg said...

How I remember the thrill of walking or cycling by a cute girl's (from school) house hoping I could catch sight of her out of school hours. Mind you none of them ever lived in outer space!

At Sunday, February 17, 2019 5:19:00 AM, Blogger Anmol (HA) said...

Ah, this is pretty cool, Jim! This bit made me feel all mushy and sweet: "How would I count the days/That/We'd be apart".

At Sunday, February 17, 2019 8:30:00 AM, Blogger Debi Swim said...

"Because there would be no night
Nor bright sunrise
How would I count the days
We'd be apart" …… How romantic

At Sunday, February 17, 2019 12:45:00 PM, Blogger Susie Clevenger said...

Oh, I'd hope they'd let you stop. Oh, yes, there needs to be light to count those missing days.

At Sunday, February 17, 2019 12:47:00 PM, Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

You could tip the nose of the craft, in homage. Good one, Jim!

At Monday, February 18, 2019 5:23:00 AM, Blogger Marian said...

How WOULD you count the days? That's a good question.

At Monday, February 18, 2019 1:25:00 PM, Blogger Outlawyer said...

Ha. That is just lovely. I think that there would be sunsets on Mars and also stars at night, but not sure how they would look in a different atmosphere. But I loved the poignancy of the specifically missing the house of your friend--I'm guessing spouse--it's lovely. I am fine, Jim. Just working a lot at my job, and very tired. All best, k.

At Monday, February 18, 2019 4:24:00 PM, Blogger Vivian Zems said...

On this journey to Mars...anything's possible. Love the direction you took this in.

At Wednesday, February 20, 2019 3:27:00 PM, Blogger Unknown said...

I love this! Mixing a love poem with sci-fi -- can't get any better than that.
Mary (Cactus Haiku)


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