Simple Sunday Is Out Of This World!
Welcome to the CPC’s
Simple Sunday Picture Challenge!
We’re leaving Earth this week to visit the Unknown.
That’s the listed location of our featured artist,
whose Deviant art display name is simply QAuZ.
http://qauz.deviantart.com/
He’s been on Deviantart.com for five years,
and his specialty you may be able to guess is out of this world.
Planets and such that is.
Our featured image is his newest post,
simply titled “Beautiful Saturn.”
Write what your poetic muse sees in or imagines from this image.
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to register your presence at and support of this challenge!
I hope this haunting image stirs your muse to write something outside the box. Or inside it. Or partly in and partly out. Whatever, Be Creative and Have Fun!
NO PLACE IN SPACE
Out beyond the edge of dawn
where dogs don’t poop upon your lawn,
the space is clear of fog and air,
although you cannot breathe out there.
The black and blue of outer space
will hit your eyes right in the face
Don’t venture outside of your ship;
Some quasar could a new one rip..
Though outer space is beautiful,
Its vastness makes you pitiful.
You’re just a speck out in the void,
a target for an asteroid.
Be glad that you live where you do
You could become alien poo.
(or worse, if there is such a thing).
No place to hear the angels sing;
though Saturn does have a nice ring.
Copyright January 19th 2014 RGD
Inspired by the image “Beautiful Saturn” by QUaZ.
THE OUTTA LIMIT OF SPACE
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Some where in the outta space
You will find me
In my mind at lease
Always on a mission
From here to there where ever
The stars takes me
Lookin lookin for something that drives me
My heart wonders if will ever fine
In a far distant world
The stars are
Always callin my name
I have far to go
And time
Just isnt on my list are on my side
Yet I search to fine
Love in space
It seems so beautiful there
Earth is crumblein and love had so gone with the wind
Lookin back see so many things that have so gone wrong never to be fix are mead again
The stars planets in a distant land seem to enlighten me some how
Saturn ring go round and round
Blue it seems just like me
Seachin to fine we be the seeker
What seeks will never know for we just go round and round round and round
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Written By: Bettie Davis —————————— © January 19 , 2o14