The galaxy is my playground
Stealing the gravitronic pull of stars
Sails centrifugally whipped round
Harpooning the angry face of Mars.
Captured moons power my plutonic ship
Rowing meteoric oars in the galley's bay
Light years flip, time trails slip
White suns burst black holes thirst
In the Milky Way
Where I encounter young Captain A.
A man of legend and song
Of noble Persian birth
Defending the earth
His crew attacked
With nebular drenched gas
His crew dying loud and long!
Oh! But his ship of a maverick
And marvelous formation,
Masts of silver toned ionic steel
Garish wind strung gyrating sails
Decks of amber sun soaked gold
And his crew hearty and bold.
Written by 'Captain Cur'
IN collaboration with:
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I always love to see these two captains and their adventure, one captain in the air one conquer the oceans....and i the soul who can get link in these two terrestrial of their state and mind LOL...nice work, congrats both of you! ! i enjoyed it CaptainS_Soul