The Terraforming of Mars

There will be no edges, but curves. 
Red plains and skies instead of blue, 
ice as ice should be, deserts a golden haze 
here concept of burning,  
of melting denotes emotions only— 
clean air pointing forward. 

Men will be men, no surprises there. 
Instead, comets  
will be used to alter their limbs, 
life here  
will consist  
of putting together fragments of future skies, 
nothing more nothing less.  

On the other hand, women will be given wings. 
To aid in exploration of lyrical black holes, 
having outlived every threat  
they will possess even more beauty, 
a luminous glow in irises, 
reminding one that the red planet lives  
according to its own ways. 

To popular consensus, stars will be cooked 
and served as meals—  
being as hot as they are,  
the human bones will benefit greatly, 
seeing as temperatures vary. 

The oldest among the rest will record history. 
It’s easier to forget details  
as memory is subjective  
and currency  
comes in the form of red lumina chips, 
small, transparent,  
hexagonal tokens embedded with a glowing core  
that changes color based on value.  
These chips are powered by Mars’ solar energy  
and are encoded  
with a colony-wide barter system,  
making counterfeiting nearly impossible. 

And yes, we will live to be much older. 
Centuries to say the least,
considering
the quality of life on the planet. 


The question is, will this prove to be a blessing 

or a curse under the Martian sun?

 

 

 

 

Photo credits: Pinterest 

Posted for Poetics: Diving into the genre of Sci-fi Poetry @dVerse Poets Pub

22 Responses

  1. Björn says:

    I wonder what we are when living like that… maybe as men we will be grounded (and we probably deserve it) with the women ruling with their wings…

  2. What a stunning poem, Sanaa! The opening stanza sets the scene so beautifully, and I love the thought of there being no edges. I couldn’t suppress a smile at ‘Men will be men, no surprises there’, and women being given wings. The final question is pertinent.

  3. Ain says:

    Your poetry floats into very interesting concepts…love the way it wanders the skies and opens imagination.

  4. Shawna says:

    “women will be given wings.
    To aid in exploration of lyrical black holes”

    I love that. ♡

    You are very creative!

  5. Grace says:

    I love to live longer but not forever. Also love this part of women: On the other hand, women will be given wings.
    To aid in exploration of lyrical black holes,

    This poem sings of freedom and what a lot of potential the future can bring. If only we can care for our planets and the world, it would be a blessing. Thanks for hosting.

  6. Brendan says:

    A wild fantasia more feasible and tensible than the risible life on Mars awaiting Elon Musk! Great run with the challenge. My favorite:

    To popular consensus, stars will be cooked
    and served as meals—
    being as hot as they are,
    the human bones will benefit greatly,
    seeing as temperatures vary.

  7. Dwight L. Roth says:

    Sounds like a wild place to live, Sanaa. You did a great job telling the story in wonderful detail. Your images say it all.

  8. anotherKate says:

    This is beautiful!

  9. msjadeli says:

    I love your vision of life on mars, Sanaa. So much to like about it, especially how you see the women in the 3rd stanza <3

  10. extra-ordinary, Sanaa! Extraterrestrial in fact (or Fiction). And at a personal level I have been uplifted this morning by the sense of optimism you bring, imagiing this alternativ future. Thank you for the lyrical writing, and the definitely non-Martial images.Viva non-Violence!

  11. I really liked your poem, which took me on a journey I wanted to continue to follow. I only got lost once: “Men will be men, no surprises there. Instead, comets
    will be used to alter their limbs,”

    I like mysteries, but only ones I know the solution to. Can you give me a hint?

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