Posts Tagged ‘poem’

Heart of the Hadron episode one

Saturday, March 4th, 2017

episode one

Heart of the Hadron episode one

‘Twas the Heart of the Hadron 2017
The janitor was cleaning beneath the machine
He couldn’t help notice every time he looked up
The odd cobalt colors of this massive pup

The hour was late, no one else was around
That’s when he heard that queer far-away sound
It sounded like buzzing inside of his neck
He dealt with a chill and then thought what the heck

Gargantuan though this Collider might be
The subterranean hole could fit three
The janitor felt sure that no one would care
If he placed a nylon rope hammok down there

And many a night when the mopping was through
The janitor dreamed of the things he would do
By climbing atop the great cobalt machine
He visited places not previously seen

Anyway, this one particular night
The monolith hummed and glowed curious light
The janitor finally climbed up to the top
And sat where the reddish light came to a stop

He thought he could feel imperceptible movement
His balance was poor so he clung for improvement
And that’s when the ‘lectric red humming began
A bright light from somewhere beam gave him a scan

He sat on the top, let go of his mop and looked at the floor to see where it would drop

Bells started ringing, phone channels singing and things like big springs did their thing, started springing

He clutched the machine for all he was worth
Somehow innately knew this was rebirth
He stretched out his arms and he clung to its girth
A bright shiny surface reflected his mirth

Doors all flung open and people poured in
Scientists didn’t know where to begin
The janitors ride took them all by surprise
Evidenced in all their wild wide eyes

Rotations accelerated by the minute
A gaseous mist was his cloak- he was in it
Cobalt then red then to blue and maroon
In two seconds flat he went right past the Moon

Where on the dark side he could see all the bases
And all the surprised looks on all the faces
Cities and building and big quansett huts
Built for what purpose known only to nuts

Then off to Mars where a lovely red planet
Brought to his mind his first girlfriend named Janet
Oh but if she could just see me right now
Janitor no, she’d be like, “Holy cow!”

And off to one planetoid after another
Saying goodbye to his Earth and his mother
One last look back and then boldly go on
Perhaps where the Comets and angels had gone

While back in the hole where it all used to be
Authorities asked “Tell us, what did you see?”
But the scientists were all so caught up in the numbers
You could have got better info from cucumbers

That’s when they noticed beyond all belief
The mop, like a horse stood there ready to leave
Glowing and bucking and ready to bolt
But who had the courage to ride on this colt?

Back out in space, the janitor zoomed
Out past where Horsehead the nebula plumed
The vibrating Hadron had put him to sleep
He now was the cosmos forever to keep

joey racano

Medicine Ball (for Planet 813b)

Thursday, January 28th, 2016

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Medicine Ball

Part I

An alien race was guarding this sector
Regarding all planets with life as a nectar
Rare in the Universe, as rare as could get
So they came charged with detecting a threat

The mother ship melted her way through the clouds
All aboard anxious to see through the shrouds
And there in the open as plain as could be
A giant stood snarling as tall as a tree

The alien crew knew all was sublime
The wonder of life was evolving just fine
With reptiles in charge there was reason to hope
All of the planets life systems would cope

They popped the champagne and they floated around
Ice cap to ice cap such life did abound
Up came the sun and around went the moon
All were lamenting of leaving too soon

But protocol dictated what should be done
The captain gave orders to sling shot the sun
Soon far behind them was 813b
Sagan’s Pale Blue Dot was all they could see

Part II

Never again did they give it a thought
Until HQ called them, their voices distraught
‘You told us that all was ok in that sector
Now we find 813b has a vector’

‘Turn in your data- return to main base
Your mission’s a failure, your crew a disgrace
Or choose to go back and find out what went wrong
Find what’s destroying that planetoid’s song’

‘Aye’ came the answer, ‘Lee Helmsman, all full!
Pitch left at the Pleiades, we’ll use them for pull
We have to find out what the vector’s about
Watch out for that asteroid, come about, come about!’

The captain turned on the big overhead screen
Past light cones allowing the past to be seen
Zoom it in with a will, if you will Quartermaster-
Let’s have a good look at this planet’s disaster’

And there on the screen came the scene sans the screams
Dinosaurs perishing ‘neath meteor streams
Nemesis Comet came streaking from heaven
Countdown to extinction came ten, nine eight seven…

The captain called back to now distant Main Base
‘Sir, there’s dead dinos all over the place
A one-in-a-trillion big comet came down
Allowing the mammals from holes in the ground

The rodents took over and soon changed their form
Learned to make fire, began terraform
Then came the cities and wars after that
They found without wars all their markets went flat’

Base answered ‘Yes captain, that would explain
Mountains torn down and the acid in rain
Return now to Headquarters, your job is through
There’s just one more thing that we want you to do…’

And off cross the cosmos the captain did streak
By sidestepping wormholes it took just a week
They left behind medicine for 813b
Another huge comet shot into the sea

joey racano

Happy Trickster

Thursday, December 18th, 2014
Happy Trickster

Happy Trickster

Happy Trickster

Happy trickster, that’s Coyote
Saw him when I dropped peyote
Laying there in bed with me
Sound asleep and dreaming free

Toes were twitching, he was running
Some fool redneck out there gunning
Left his paw prints on the track
Walked on leaves and doubled back

Happy trickster ears akimbo
Living life in constant limbo
Hunted trapped reviled and hated
So under appreciated

Watch him prance amid the grasses
Sneak amid the sleeping masses
Got Coyote? I say thank it
Let him use your favorite blanket

joey racano

http://www.latimes.com/sc…/la-me-coyotes-20141218-story.html

Sacred Unions

Thursday, February 6th, 2014
Sacred Union

Sacred Union

Sacred Unions

The year of the horse runs its course
through valleys filled with snow
Distant cries fill Northern skies
and Borealis begins to glow

A hunters moon sheds its gold cocoon
and wolves begin to howl
The equinox opens up its box
for the solar winds to growl

Aurora slashes and her light storm flashes
taming a dark expanse
Her twin down south uses a fiery mouth
to encapsulate the worlds romance

Far below in the land of snow
the gathering of the pack
A timeless game that always ends the same
when the wolves begin to track

A signal here and a silence there
Hooves slow in a powdery snow
The quiet turns to din as the pack closes in
Led above by the raven and crow

Auroura Borealis entwines with the Australis
Sunlight making love in the ionosphere
A Wolf in his palace, kills without malice
Behold these Sacred Unions of the Atmosphere

jr

The Nudibranch Train

Saturday, August 24th, 2013

The Nudibranch Train

The Nudibranch Train

‘All aboard!’ came the pullman porter’s refrain
so we all climbed aboard on the Nudibranch Train
Sloshing his feet, he slid down the aisle
collected our tickets and left with a smile

And so it began in a warm summer rain
A curious trek on the Nudibranch Train
which took us from somewhere, I won’t be specific
Eventually plunged us into the Pacific

The colors were stellar on every box car
(Nudibranchs wear the couture of a star)
Hues made of blue, lemon-lime, red and mango
Nudibranchs look like a visual tango

Even the rainbows turn green with envy
A kaleidoscope knows that he’s been beaten when he
encounters a Nudibranch riding the currents
Fluorescent with pinstripes, and black light deterrents

As goes the engine, so goes the caboose
They covered the spectrum from pink to chartreuse
One car was striped red and white candy cane
What’s not to like on the Nudibranch Train?

Back at the station, a shark and cetacean
awaited the train with a friendly crustacean
out to console a poor butterflies soul
who used to be Monarch (now Nudibranch’s role)

‘Woodside! Callabassas!’ the Porter did shout
And slow as molassass, the Jellyfish got out
They always paid less, and were loved for chatoyancy
Though sometimes, without them, it helped with the bouyancy

Transporting us wasn’t too hard for these gents
But we lost all our luggage in geotherm vents
Topside, the storm raged in circular motion
But it wasn’t a factor this deep in the ocean

Finally arriving at Marrianna’s Trench
I helped them switch tracks with a barnacled wrench
Cuttlefish cuddled and Octopus cried
while mermaids and conch shells waited outside

Some said hello, some said their farewells
Some twirled antennae, and vibrated shells
Next thing you know we zoomed off again
Another adventure on the Nudibranch Train!

jr