Exo
We gaze upon a sight so bold
That it conjures up a tale to be told
About a wondrous planet that's not so cold
That it burns with fires that are uncontrolled
And presents a surface that cracked as if so old
It is a horrendous sight so terrible to behold
We are easily inclined to withhold
Any intention of hunting for gold
Based on rumors that have been foretold
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Poetry from a Calm Heart.
PoetryThese are rhymed and free form poems that express my thoughts on art, science, philosophy, life, love, politics and death as told from a scientist's point of view in some cases.
