A. Gee Where words collide

Poems

The Path

less than the gods but closer to them every day
keeping conflicting impulses at bay
our vegan buddhas, and our intermittent fasters
our astronauts, their multi-billionaire masters
our mountain climbers tickling the sky
the scientists extracting how and why
our dancers, breathless beauty to behold
our sages, writing stories to be told
the gods within, we touch them every day
each of us capable, if we just find the way
oh sure, the beasts within, they do remain
our pantheon is insolent and vain
we’ve set the ceiling high for our old gods
but might just get there, despite all the odds

Author notes: wc 102 https://allpoetry.com/contest/2784436-Human-paradox

To Clio

Oh Clio, Clio, why do we not learn
Repeating our mistakes as if we’re blind
As if a curse afflicting human kind
Makes us reject the past at every turn

Your wisdom is our guidance and our light
Absorbing it, we grow from year to year
Then why is it that so many do fear
What’s written in our books in black and white

Dear goddess, Clio, help us lift their veil!
And make them see the lessons of the past
Their narrow minds released, and free at last
And History, unshackled will prevail!

Author notes: wc 94 https://allpoetry.com/contest/2783458-The-Nine-Muses

The Boondocks

That’s the thing about Black Holes.
Like opinions, everybody’s got them.
Every galaxy worth its salt, that is.
And this one, this one is a doozy,
its mass easily that of a thousand suns,
a staggering density tearing the fabric
of space itself apart.

Some say it might be a gateway to another universe.
Who knows, I certainly don't want to find out,
watching an unlucky crater scarred moon
or meteor scoot by with terrifying speed.
Meanwhile, I’m out here, in a safe orbit a light year out,
letting good old gravity and inertia swing me around this mad
carousel.

I’m watching the telescope gather dust – it’s black, you know --
nothing to see here. Maybe it’ll swallow a planet or a star,
one of these days, that’d be something.
I hear out by the Crab Nebula, someone saw a gas giant
get sucked in, rings and all, haven’t seen the holo yet.
It’s lonely out here, monitoring the good old cosmos
from my rocket.

But hey, beats watching Carl Sagan reruns.

Author notes: prompt words: Gravity                  Light year Rings                    Crater Rocket                  Star(s) Galaxy                  Planet(s) Mass                    Cosmos Nebula                  Space Universe                Density Telescope              Dust Inertia                    Orbit https://allpoetry.com/contest/2784461-Adventure-in-Outer-Space