Thursday, August 9, 2012

Landing on mars

The imprint can be literal,
or made as metaphor,
to stand upon the surface,
of something quite unknown.
In shadowed slow becoming,
we seek to make our mark,
and claim the worlds
beyond our own; demand
that they be ours.
And yet there is no surety,
that images are sound,
that what they do convey,
is what was really found.

We Write Poems prompt:  Write a poem, howsoever you feel inspired, by this image of that far far landing on Mars.

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