Ten down to one
Press ignition then fire
Another space mission
Must now become flyer
Gantry clamps fall
Rocket boosters give lift
Straight as a die
Neither sideways must shift
Clearing the launch pad
The roar is intense
To lift such a structure
With size so immense
Through cloudless blue sky’s
Passing stars in the black
Once on the out trip
And once coming back
Thousands of tons
On a trip to the moon
To orbit three times
Then back home real soon
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem.........good read.