Who else floats around in space?
Drifting. Just
Drifting,
Moons dance around you.
Why can't I move out of this cage of orbit?
No one can.
If I did,
it would be the end of the world,
my world,
Not anyone else's.
Bumps on my surface, all a dusty red.
So far away from the sun
Only a glimmer of warmth reaches me,
Not enough.
I used to have flowing rivers,
Now they've stopped.
I might have had
life,
If I did,
It's dead now.
I'm desolate
Who wouldn't be?
If they were
Mars.
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2 comments:
You make me feel so sorry for poor little Mars. I love this take on the red theme. Well done.
Congratulations for making the 100WC showcase, Liberty. This is a very impressive piece of writing.
Ross Mannell (teacher)
NSW, Australia
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