Going to the moon.
A big epic adventure.
One small step for man.
haiku by Vega Destiny Star
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One Small Step
So many people
Need to go so many miles
How do we move them
To where the answer lies
Reach out to the ocean
Beyond the stars that shine
Weve got to take one small step in time
If we are the dreamers
Then the world must be the dream
Driven to question
All the things weve never seen
We search the horizon
Looking for a sign
Weve got to take one small step in time
One step beyond
All our hopes and our passion
There is the light of the universe flashin
All that it takes is one leap of faith
One small step, (one small step)
One small step in time
Deep in the darkness
(deep in the blackness)
Theres a wind that never dies
(theres a wind that never dies)
Out in the vastness
(out in the vastness)
Theres a road across the sky
(a road across the sky)
Out there is the reason
That we were meant to find
Weve got to take one small step in time
Weve got to take one small step in time
(one small step, one small step)
One small step in time
(one small step, one small step)
One small step in time
(one small step, one small step)
song performed by by Cher
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Forty Years Ago/ A Man Took A Small Step For Mankind
July 20 2009 FORTY YEARS AGO/ A MAN TOOK A SMALL STEP FOR MANKIND
Forty years ago
A man took a small step for mankind
On the ground
Like so many others
I wondered
What it meant for me.
The moon is still there
The stars still distant and unkind
An unmanned messenger of ours
Has touched down on Mars
The Universe waits for us
And no one has come calling yet.
My life has been pretty much lived
A quiet distance a small interval
Calling out to God.
But how we will go on
And what will become of us
And what we will be
reshaped to be
Here or there-
I will never know.
The generations to come
And the questions
No one can answer yet.
God here
And in the Distance.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Those Times Of Nothing To Do
THOSE TIMES OF HAVING NOTHING TO DO
Those times of having nothing to do
Those times of one’s own meaninglessness
Those times when Time itself – an unending stretch of emptiness
Those times when one must somehow find the way
To dare one small step
Another small step
Step after step
Out the door
In order to be shocked by a whole other world
In which the burden of what one is and is not
Is if only for some moments
Not at the center
Of one’s consciousness.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sad in blue
I'm sad today, I'll be sad tonight
step by step, I struggle to step
there's no wake in my step
no way to make my way
step by step I struggle to step.
I'm sad tonight, I'll be sad tomorrow
will you help me make my step.
Tonight I'm blue, there still no moon.
No moon sad sad, sad in blue
will you help me make my step.
Tonight hold me tight, I'm still blue
blue with no moon, no wake in my step
I'll struggle to step without your help.
Step by step still no moon.
Tonight hold me tight, I'm still blue
poem by John Henry Gillin
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Epic Smile
Time slows;
then stops.
You have an epic smile,
shining brightly to challenge the sun.
You laugh with your soul,
eyes sparkling in the light.
You have an epic smile,
one I will never forget.
My heart leaps at your voice,
a smile shattering the gloom of life.
You have an epic smile,
brighter than a thousand suns.
I will think of you often,
though truthfully I already do.
You have an epic smile, my muse,
one that will always be with me.
poem by Brian Hinckley
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July 21,1969- The Eagle has landed
Houston we have landed
It is one small step,
To land on the moon in this decade,
Just as JFK promised.
Not because it was easy
But because it was hard,
That is what he said,
And that is what we did!
The only problem was since those words
Were said our country had changed.
Gone are JFK, RFK, and MLK
Gone is LBJ,
Now Nixon is the one,
But objective remained the same
To land on the moon
No matter what the cost
On this summer day in 1969
We all came a little closer together
As we saw
The first man walk on the moon.
Now we may find
That he didn't walk on the moon at all.
A Government that lies about a break in
Could they tell a story about something else?
Now as we look up towards the moon,
Let us remember that special day
When are attention was directed to man who walked on the moon.
July 21,1969 the Eagle had landed
Now the question is where did in land?
poem by Nadalia Bagratuni
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Living A Boys Adventure Tale
(pal waaktaar/morten harket)
Ive fixed my dwelling for the night
Lights in pairs come passing by
Where I hide
I need some time now on my own
Leave my loneliness alone
To lick my wounds
Night has found me just in time
To help me close my eyes
One more time
Living a boys adventure tale
In so many ways
Living a boys adventure tale
For so many days
Im living a boys adventure tale
Cant escape, if I wanted to
Living a boys adventure tale
I may be dreaming but I feel awake
Ive been lost in so many places
Seeked love in so many faces
A change of weather,
The rain pours down
My head in hands,
Pressed to the ground
And where am I supposed to go now
Living a boys adventure tale
In so many ways
Living a boys adventure tale (aah)
Living a boys adventure tale
A voice I hear
Living a boys adventure tale
Singing a lullaby for me
Living a boys adventure tale
Because of you
Living a boys adventure
Oh you know its true
Living a boys adventure tale
In so many ways (aah)
For so many days
I love you. I love you
So many ways
song performed by by A-Ha
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Epic Poem
This poem is epic
so I named it so
it's more epic than wind and snow
which are in there own respects quite epic
snow could be described as ghetto
and wind can take on epic forms
like a spinning tiger with legs made of iron bars
that would be pretty epic
infact I think that happened in outer mongolia
to a young girl how got hit by the iron bars
sadly she died
but the type of death was one we all wish for
over exposure to pure epicness
like viewing a snail with a lightsaber who flies over mountains made of cheese
that's bleedin' epic
imagine it if you can
can you?
I imagined it so according to the ontological arguement
it exists
im scared now
it may be coming to get me
and although I will suffer the best kind of death
it will be death still
and what is death without life
it is simply death
that was mock epic
those statements aren't as deep as you think they are
they are meerly the ramblings of a crazy man
you fell for it did you not
I know you did for I can see you
your PC moniter is actually a camera
If you're paranoid then you will be scared now
and for that reason I laugh
I can see your fear
I smell it
it is like raspberry ripple ice cream
your fear is wierd
I don't like you anymore
this poem is bleedin' epic!
poem by Torben Duncan
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No Step
I looked out of my window, saw a stencil black,
No step. no step.
There were nervous mothers with children crying in the back.
No step. no step.
Someone bought me my ticket, now Im on the wing.
Hope my angels are watching me, do I hear them sing?
No step. no step.
Those afterburners cut in and kicked us high.
No step. no step.
The thin air shimmered, the sun cut through and burned my eye.
No step. no step.
Someone bought me my ticket, now Im on the wing.
Hope my angels are watching me, do I hear them sing?
No step.
No step no step.
No step no step.
No step no step.
Give me a jet stream schooner or a crew-legged goose.
No step. no step.
Im a clear-air jockey when they turn me loose
No step. no step.
Someone bought me my ticket to the captains seat.
Will the shakes soon leave me, will I find my feet?
No step. no step.
No step. no step.
No step.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Two Hundred Steps
After a life how many step
Little small learning capability step
Youth strives for to learn to walk
A grown-up marriage step
Marriage to seek live hood step
Holds a young learning capability step
Old age to retire a step
Life needs 200 steps
Several to permit 200 steps
Accompanies several 200 steps
Has not refused stubbornly to pause
poem by Albert Wong
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Cascading Germination
Scenic Route
A speck of
Sand in Zygote's
Hand
Generously X'ing
And Y'ing in
Demarkation's limiting
Path
No Steps along
The Way
Not today
Go lightly
You brazen one
Your gumption
Denotes a Wisdom
Beyond Consciousness
Such an Epic adventure
You so endure
How did you really
Get here?
From Afar?
Mother, Father
God
I Am Sure
poem by Hope Hills
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Practice Every Step
Practice every step.
Do not second guess what it takes.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
There's no sleeping for someone who has a place to go,
So...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Focus on that goal,
And tighten on your hold,
And...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Do not second guess what it takes.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Every journey taken,
Must be thought of as a race...
And,
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
There's no other way to straighten out a crooked road,
So...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
No matter what you're told,
There will be some doubts and woes...
But you,
Practice every step.
Yes you,
Practice every step.
Woes you hold will eventually go,
So...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Moon Remembers the Astronauts
Neil Armstrong arrived first,
Landing the lunar module of Apollo 11
At the Sea of Tranquility
On July 19,1969.
“That’s one small step for man,
One giant leap for mankind”,
He said,
And Edwin Aldrin stood next to him.
Later others came.
In all a dozen men walked on the moon
Perturbing her pristine lot with rhythmic dockings.
Conrad, Bean and Mitchell,
Scott, Irwin, Young and Duke were there,
Strolling in moon dust, before Schmitt and Cernan
From the crew of Apollo 17
Touched down in the Taurus-Littrow valley
On a December day of 1972.
But since then human foot did not step on the moon
And she stares at the frail blue sphere of her neighbor
With the abandoned hills of Hadley Apennines
And a quiet Ocean of Storms.
She orbits the Earth with desolate lunar craters;
A convivial loner, shining unfrequented,
Her arcane face keeps waxing and waning;
And although forlorn, reclusive and remote,
In her silent yellow solitude
The Moon remembers the astronauts.
poem by Paul Hartal
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With several different kinds of poetry to choose from, a man would decide that he would like best to be an epic poet, and he would set out, in conscious determination, on an epic poem.
quote by Lascelles Abercrombie
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Baby Step Back
Now it looks to me like the same old place
In the sky it looks like rain
The same old town with the same old streets
The address has not change
You can find me there
With the door shut tight
And the one wish that remains
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
No you know I dont write no bad checks
I have no wish to repent
Ive seen a few
But whatever I do
I dont cause no accidents
Whiskey and wine help me pass the time
I dont leave no evidence
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Still I dont kneel down
I was born to fight
So youd best leave me alone
Maybe Ill get much more than I need
Or much less than I should own
Last of all let me say it again
Either step up or step on
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby walk back baby walk back
Either walk on or walk back
Baby step back ...
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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I live with the moon
I live with the moon and die with the sun. I am the creatures
that creep the night. I step out into the sun and die. The moon
rises and i am alive. This is the way of my life.
I live with the moon and die with the sun. I am the one thing
that you should fear. I fall and crash to the ground. This is the
way of my life.
I live with the moon and die with sun. What is this feeling inside?
It is for you, that I know. Why oh why is this the way of my life?
I live with the moon and die with the sun. I sigh as I die. I breathe
as I am alive again. This is the way of my life.
I live with the moon and die with the sun. You are my moon and I am
yours. We rise together and die together. This is the way of our life.
I live with the moon and die with the sun. You shall die with a burning
vengeance thats cold as ice. This is the way of my life.
I live with the moon and die with the sun. I am immortal but, how can I die? Forever and ever this will be the way of my life.
poem by Crystal Michalski
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Neil Armstrong-The Astronaut
Wright brothers first started the race,
Then was launched the Sputnik in space.
Twelve years later in the year 1969,
Man set foot on the distant moon—so fine.
Astronaut Neil Armstrong in space craft
Apollo-11 with co-pilot Edwin E.Aldrin were aloft
In space, and victoriously landed on the moon,
Steering their lunar landing craft ‘Eagle', soon.
On the moon near the ‘Sea of Tranquility'
They printed their foot-steps for eternity.
The first person was Neil Armstrong,
To step on moon, and his words, us throng—
"That's one small step for(a) man—
One giant leap for mankind."
His simple sentence was a corrasion,
Above the Earth's national divisions and dissensions
For more than two hours was the moon-walk mirth,
Where the gravity is one sixth that of the Earth.
This Apollo—11 mission successfully made,
Capped a disarrayed and consequential decade.
Back home, Neil Armstrong was in his business,
And in his academia he found good success.
He was remarkable in his vocation,
And who with lot of proud served the nation.
We are now very heart-broken to hear,
That at eighty two he is no more here.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Three Make a Crowd
If you nod
To my rose,
How easy it is for me
To plough the earth
And dot it all over
With a multitude...
If you consent
To live with me,
How happy
I shall be to build
A palace in mid-air
Above my thatched roof...
If only you wish
To listen to my sonnet,
How easy it is for me
To compose an epic
Of million couplets
And recite it for you
Under a moon-lit sky,
When me and you
Make a company
And the moon a crowd.
My Muse Inspires Me
my muse inspires me not those epic verses
to pen. - but to record the season's changes,
the light and livelyhood such rearranges,
or how a sand grain holds whole universes,
or lessons that experience comprises,
the pain that love for better or for worse is,
small wisdoms that my lonely soul rehearses,
compassions and embittered compromises
or often of how every living creature
is one with the Divine's own enterprises
Who present is in all that She devises
Her countenance upon the basest feature.
not anything profound my verse proposes -
just that which through my pen the muse composes.
poem by Moon Batchelder
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Fruition of your
Big step will start with your first
SMALL confident step
haiku by Ken e Hall
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