Seeing the image of Opportunity at a Planetary Society gathering inspired me to write this and other space related poetry. I am sure it is only coincidence that I am now married to a lady named Victoria. Roving on Mars There on the rim of Victoria Crater A place we may visit more sooner than later A tiny blue glint on the edge of Verde Cape Sits Mars rover Opportunity; we’ve got the tape. Not the first recon photo of Mars, it is true But rare on the surface of Mars, something blue. It got there the hard way, by vacuum of space To bounce to a landing in this alien place Five kilometers to travel on six little wheels To validate mankind’s exploration ideals To the rim of a crater so vivid and stark Three years on a mission, no stroll in the park. The intrepid rover sending its beams Of bits and bytes in informative streams Data and images all too often dramatic Compositions, positions, and data climatic. On the flip side of Mars is the rover Spirit With a broken wheel that can hardly steer it Slowly and safely traversing with care Braving the icy cold Martian thin air. Not quite the star that Opportunity is Memory problems made it less than a whiz. Amnesia eventually was solved Spirit’s mission continues to evolve. The skeptics would say, “What a waste.” Of resources to give those starving a taste. With unity, freedom, and peace to be yearned Mankind reaches out for what can be learned eljota 10/10/06
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