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As I look around this surreal landscape
Getting desperate to find a home
Trying to find the perfect planet
Three of its many moon are rising
Strange creatures looking like rocks
Not a hospitable place to stay alive
Maybe the blue planet will be better May 3, 2004 Poetry © Jan Haile Clark
Original Artwork by
Crater Lake © Gilbert Williams
With its constantly changing shape
Ever vigilant for dangers lurking there
Not wanting to be caught unaware
So that we don't live in a dome
I've been sent to find us a place
That will give us growing space
Where we can live without threat
Hope that this will be the right one
I'll land by the light of the setting sun
And the colors are very surprising
Wind blowing through purple trees
Carrying green dust in the breeze
Making loud noises like ticking clocks
Other creatures with great long teeth
Fat horns above and spikes beneath
I don't think anyone could survive
Now to leave and give my report
This planet comes up very short
With all the clouds it must be wetter
Know it's inhabited by people like us
Making it easy to blend without a fuss
Gilbert Williams
Music playing is "Martian"