Travel Log

a river is flowing where forests cascade
down hills to where the water has made
a sparkling gash in all of the green -
sunlight on water is never seen

on the red planet which is my home
ancient Cydonia like ancient Rome
with ruins and marvels of what came before
the futility of an endless war -

hovering over a valley I see
the spectacular beauty of every tree
hearing birds singing, the rustle of leaves
senses exposed to air as mind weaves

memories from long before
with new sensations becoming much more
while hovering over a valley unseen
although wide awake it seems like a dream

Earth is so lush, the air is so sweet
unlike Mars outside is a treat
except for the pull of gravity
three times the weight is too much for me...
Written by bcpoet (Lawrence)
Author's Note
From soon to be released collection"Poetry from the 26th Century" listened to with headphones
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