Author: Doug Jacquier

Poetry on the Moon

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You might remember a while back that one of my poems had been included in a special project to leave poetry on the moon. The poetry has landed! https://www.thesun.co.uk/tech/33638052/fireflys-blue-ghost-moon-touch-down/

This the poem that is now on the moon.

Carried on the Wind

Sounds carry on the wind,

carry in the wind,

sometimes are the wind,

deafening the soul.

Sand carries on the wind,

in the wind

and sometimes is the wind,

stripping the paint.

Tears carry on the wind,

in the wind

and sometimes are the wind,

spreading desert rain.

Hope carries on the wind,

in the wind,

and sometimes is the wind

of whispered prayers.

Tomorrow carries on the wind,

in the wind

and sometimes is the wind

of soaring birds.

Writing carries on the wind,

in the wind

and sometimes is the wind

of Heaven.

Suddenly

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This micro piece (75 words) of mine was published on Paragraph Planet today.

https://www.paragraphplanet.com/

Suddenly

The soundtrack to our teenage love was her album played on my turntable. The stereo’s needle injected bliss into our veins, transporting us to a world of endless revolution. Until the day we argued for the last time and she tore the record of our love from its spindle, breaking my tone arm and my heart with one fell swoop. All I had left was an empty sleeve and the tracks of my tears.

Poem on the way to the moon

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At 4pm tomorrow (Australian time), one of my poems will be launched to the moon with the Polaris anthology of poems from around the world. In addition to being on the Polaris Mission payload to launch later this year, it has been added to the payload of the Firefly Blue Ghost lander shown below. That flight is currently scheduled to take off at 1:11 am on January 15th. You can follow the takeoff here:

https://plus.nasa.gov/schedul…/firefly-launch-to-the-moon/

My poem heading moonwards is:

Carried on the Wind

Sounds carry on the wind,

                        carry in the wind,

                                    sometimes are the wind,

                                                deafening the soul.

Sand carries on the wind,

                        in the wind

                                    and sometimes is the wind,

                                                stripping the paint.

Tears carry on the wind,

                        in the wind

                                    and sometimes are the wind,

                                                spreading desert rain.

Hope carries on the wind,

                        in the wind,

                                    and sometimes is the wind

                                                of whispered prayers.

Tomorrow carries on the wind,

                        in the wind

                                    and sometimes is the wind

                                                of soaring birds.

Writing carries on the wind,

                        in the wind

                                    and sometimes is the wind

                                                of Heaven.