I wrote this poem for a competition on one of the websites I publish on. I know it's not like much of the stuff I've written. But it was fun to write, I think it's fun to read and for a little while, it's fun to imagine this unreal summer.
On November 27, 2012 I linked this poem to Open Link Night at dversepoets.com
To the moon I saidFor our summer recessIf for no other reasonThan to feel weightlessnessWe'll jump over a craterAnd grab some moon rocksas souvenirs. But, said the bossThe cost is highThe risk is greatAnd the temperature isOh so low at nightWhy don’t we we stay local insteadAnd see what our world has to offer we flew to LondonTo see Big BenAnd castlesAnd knightsWe saw a princessBut nary a queenAppeared From there we took a trainThrough the oceanTo Paris and aroundWe ate croissantsAnd drank some wineWe learned to speak FrenchAnd we saw the Eiffel Tower. We toured and sawGlimpses of the pastFrom Vatican CityTo the Rock of GibraltarFrom the white cliffs of DoverTo the hills of TransylvaniaWe saw it all, soaked it up We raced through small countriesMonaco and Lichensteinone day saw them allThen off to the eastthe land of HaikuWe watched a tea ceremonypretended we were Samurai. Off to the wallExtending into the distanceAs far as we could seeThen into RussiaWe rode on the steppes,thought we were CossacksAs we headed back west There really was nothingRotten about DenmarkThe people were grandAs we travelled their landWe headed back southTo hug a KoalaWe saw the Southern Cross Mountains like tablesLakes long dried upAfrica gave usSafaris and diamondswe talked to the localsSo similiar to usLooking for peace and love One last stopTo go through the canalThen off to the beachesAnd parties of RioWe headed back northTowards the poleThe summer turned into fall Finally back homeWe arrived around noonIt really was greatTo see what we saw,to do what we didBut next year I thinkWe'll go to the moon.