THE EARTH SPINS LOOSELY IN ITS PATH by Firestone Feinberg

		Author Name: FirestoneFeinberg	12 Comments
		Date Added: April 14, 2012 10:04:18	Average Score: (Needs 2)
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THE EARTH SPINS LOOSELY IN ITS PATH

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4/13/12

THE EARTH SPINS LOOSELY IN ITS PATH

The earth spins loosely in its path,

And neither is such well-defined,

The planet stumbles — ambles round,

As if its reason thus to find.

Nor oval neither circle be,

The orbit to which so assigned,

But something other... crookedly

Celestial roadway thus designed.

Author's Notes:

...thus we struggle; our direction often lost... yet, like our world, we -- carefully -- step along our ways...

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	Comment By: She Whispers on April 17, 2012 07:29:35 PM	Report
	You have this way about you like no other So well expressed!!! I enjoy your style it makes a mind think about what they have read!!! Love ~ She Whispers Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Regina Woiler on April 15, 2012 09:03:19 PM	Report
	I felt like a scientist educating a young Theodore Geisel reading this. I liked very much the conveyed "we look small to stars too" feeling. Always a pleasure to read your stuff! Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Leonard Wilson on April 15, 2012 02:24:39 PM	Report
	Nice job of comparing our life's path with that of our blue marble. Neither is perfect, but worthwhile, just the same...len Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Ammar on April 15, 2012 02:09:59 PM	Report
	This is a unique poem, Sir: it is restricted to 'celestial imagery' and speaks to the reader from somewhere far above in space. It remotely makes one feel insignificant and reminds him of all that exists besides him. The structuring is, as usual, immaculate, and the iambic tetrameter lines (if I am not mistaken) reveal a great deal about your great writing abilities. Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Aminath Neena on April 15, 2012 11:38:26 AM	Report
	I thought of the role of destiny in our lives as I was reading this poem........Quite an interesting write here. Well done! Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: e. Gene Myers on April 15, 2012 08:51:08 AM	Report
	"our direction often lost" .... That is because unlike the planets, many people have themselves as the center of their universe. The planets have the sun as the center of our solar system. We need but put the "Son" as the center of ours and we would have a steady path to follow. But then, I'm preaching to the choir. Nice poem Gene Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Alistair Muir on April 15, 2012 05:13:58 AM	Report
	We may amble along picking our course but your words meet a beautiful strict metre and flow along magnificently -- wise words and once more a wonderful write -- excellent -- Alistair Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Graham Jones on April 15, 2012 03:48:08 AM	Report
	There was a crooked man who walked a crooked mile As apt a line there ever was to make a Mayan smile Predictions come, predictions pass Yet still we walk the Earth If this is the path to our re-birth Then they can kiss my ass. Donkey or Burro or mule did'nt quite fit :-)) ~Graham. Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Dean on April 14, 2012 08:25:33 PM	Report
	Probably that is why people change moods, they fight, they love, and they show so many loose attitudes. All by the Earth's loose spin. I wonder what would it be like if we lived on a more steadily pined Earth, as it shoots ahead ! ~Dean Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Tomahawk on April 14, 2012 03:56:40 PM	Report
	Personally, I don't hold with the Mayan prediction, as the Bible tells a different tale, and Bible prophecy has NEVER been wrong, yet. I know you were just stating what has been a widely feared, if not an accepted fate, Hank, I also am not holding you to this conclusion, as I make no assumptions without evidence to the fact. Fireman, 'tis true, the earth is not perfectly circular, it is what astronomers call an oblate spheroid, slightly flatened at the poles. And the earth stumbles about, in an action called precession. where by the earth wobbles about on it's axis and every 25,000 years, shifting from 23.5 degrees one way, to the other. Polaris is the north star now, Vega will be the next one. Good job, very true about the way of the world and us, in general. Len Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Henry M. on April 14, 2012 02:50:22 PM	Report
	In this supposed last year of man's existence (Mayan calendar's predicted extinction) this is a very relevant poem and worded so truthfully. Excellent as always David. Henry Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Lady Dragonwyck on April 14, 2012 12:15:25 PM	Report
	I love the last line; "crookedly Celestial roadway thus designed". That is a GREAT description. Always LOVE your writes. Lady D Respond To This Comment