to the planets and the stars.
They say I’ll be remembered as
‘the first space ape on Mars’.
The mission’s going well I'm told.
There isn’t much to do.
Just monitor the instruments
while taking in the view.
The Earth’s a marble I could flick
with finger and with thumb
to ricochet off Mercury
and smash into the sun.
And Mars itself, a sly red eye,
becomes a newfound friend.
“I’ll see you soon,” it seems to say,
“You’re near your journey’s end.”
There’s just one thing I need to know
before I can relax.
It's what to do, in order to
start making Earth-bound tracks.
The green switch is accelerate.
The red switch is the brakes.
That blue one there is ‘auto-chimp’
(in case I make mistakes).
The purple switch shoots laserbeams
if aliens attack.
But no-one’s said which switch I press
to send me safely back…
Poem ©2016 Jo Dearden
Image ©2016 Jonny Duddle