On Mars and Other Close Encounters

I contemplate things
like theorems and vegans
and loss.
I tire of interpreting
and misinterpreting.
Sometimes it's easier to
accept there are no answers
and let go.

Mars came close this year
but her mystique is gone.
We know, she's red from mineral rust.
I wonder.
Was she ever new,
untarnished?

Each morning,
I glance at the southern sky .
Mars is edging away.

Reviews

[Cassie Fraga]

WOW!!! this was a very free flow in verse... I love ur word play... great read!! **tips my lyrical wand to you**

[Me]

well crafted, each line lends poetic delight to the read

[Thea]

An astounding poem...Words flowed so well throughout the whole piece...
:)))

[Kenneth The Poet]

Astrologically inspiring. A contemplative piece for sure.

[~ Stefanie ~]

I like it! The flow was great and the piece was unique. Well done!

[rosemary keogh]

this is lovely. i agree flows very well. thanks for sharing. x