#rocketman
I
The Rocket-man and the Dotard went to sea
In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some ego, and plenty of hardblow,
Wrapped up in a billion dollar note.
The Dotard picked up his glass of coke,
And barked to a small guitar,
'O what a ***** A ***** a joke,
O What a ***** you are,
You are,
You are!
O What a ***** you are!'
II
RM said to the Dotard, 'You massive *******
You soundeth just like a dog!
O let us send nukes, no need for the troops:
Turn the world into rubble and fog.'
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Rhetoric grows
And there in a wood the 20th century stood
With a tear at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a tear at the end of his nose.
III
'20th C, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your compassion and knowledge and learning?'
'Compassion' said he? 'Get down on one knee.'
But neither could bow to the world’s yearning
They instructed their slaves, to send Hbombs in waves
Their anger writ large with aplomb
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the bomb,
The bomb,
The bomb,
They danced by the light of the bomb.
Sep 22, 2017
Sep 22, 2017 at 5:46 AM UTC
A saturnine mood
fell over the land
when news broke Saturday
the billionaire buffoon
wasn’t rocketing to Saturn
after all.
Apr 18, 2025
Apr 18, 2025 at 11:57 AM UTC
Rocket Man : Still flying
It’s cold as Hell up here in outer space.
I left the old me way behind.
It’s hard to see that there’s another way.
I always said that I wanted to fly.
But now I’m way up here, spinning out of control.
I need a safe space to reel me in, but I can’t grab a hold.
So I’m gonna fly even higher than I’ve ever been before.
I’m a rocket man who is swimming far away from the shore.
I never wanted to be a rocket man.
They just let me go alone, so I took the chance.
And I think I’m gonna find a way to be,
Got wings attached, no ejector seat
And I’m travelling faster than I ever should,
I’ve gone a million miles further than they said I could.
Left Mars behind, I think it’s been gone a year.
No turning back time now, the Earth’s not here.
A distant star that I can no longer see.
I’m drifting away and there’s no tractor beam.
I never wanted to be a rocket man.
They just let me go alone, so I took the chance.
Man on a mission, searching galaxies.
A lonely man in space alone.
I fly with shooting stars, they comfort me.
I guess we’re both a long, long way from home.
My destination is the universe.
A forward explorer from way away.
Forever searching for the perfect words,
But all I find is more stars in space.
I never wanted to be a rocket man…
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Jul 29, 2019
Jul 29, 2019 at 5:37 AM UTC
I can feel your arms
Surrounding me
Encompassing my brokenness
Accepting my demons
Wrinkling out all my worries.
Reminding me to breathe
As you leave feather kisses
On my neck and soul.
I can feel your gaze
Penetrating my thoughts
Knowing I’m not okay
Sifting through memories
And broken dreams
To soothe me.
Finding out what’s wrong
And making it okay.
I can feel your heart
Leaping through the distance
To calm and placate mine.
So kind and understanding
World undeserving of its gentleness
A beautiful sight to witness
Truthful, sometimes brash
But always perfect.
Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 11:25 AM UTC