Jupiter's Great Red Spot

Jupiter's Great Red Spot

A Poem by Richard Williams
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The big storm on Jupiter.

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Birthed
and bred at a time when
the solar system pained from
the continued sting of jagged rock,
you thundered the hydrogen-rich gases
of upper atmosphere, whirling amber, as 
old as solar wind, a maelstrom strutting on
an immense orb.  Mighty cyclone, are you the
essential eye, the pure iris of ruby and maroon?
You rouse that planet’s loft, prowling like hunger,
frantic as the ancient nebula you once witnessed.
You could encircle many earths, with force to
sand continents as smooth as a billiard ball.
Perhaps you are the blood of a planetary
god left there eons ago to mark that
great world, assigned as cosmic
identification, an insignia
that lingers through 
lifetimes.

© 2014 Richard Williams


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The Great Red Spot has been celebrated as an object of immense curiosity ever since it was first observed. You've beautifully described man's innate wonder at such natural occurrences. Just the fact that you've got an idea to write on this topic warrants a 100 from me.

Just a doubt, though.. "You stir that's planet's loft". Is that slightly off the mark grammatically, or am I understanding it wrongly? :(

Posted 9 Years Ago


Dear Richard,

Interesting. Some nice stuff here. I'm perplexed, however, about "incessant sting of jagged rock". What is this about? Are you talking about the inner rocky planets which are so, so much in the minority. So I don't get "incessant". And while I am very sympathetic to "cinnabar eye"--the color is spot-on (no pun intended)--one has to be a bit careful in a write such as this as it is dealing with technical issues, and, of course, mercuric sulfide (cinnabar) has nothing to do with the planet. If this were any other write, I wouldn't even raise the issue, but this poem evokes a certain technical authority due to the topic, So caution is recommended.

Okay, now criticism is over, and in fact, these issues are minor and I raise them only because this is such a fine poem, and perhaps you'll see easy remedies for these issues. I'm giving this a high rating (97), I don't do that often.

"You could encircle many earths, with force to
sand continents as smooth as a billiard ball.
Perhaps you are the blood of a planetary
god left there eons ago to mark that
great world, assigned as cosmic
identification, an insignia
that lingers through
lifetimes."

All, very fine words. You feel the spirit of the planet, Sir.

Greatest respect. This was greatly enjoyed. It is rare to see a poem of this type so finely composed.

My very best regards,

Rick


Posted 9 Years Ago



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Added on April 2, 2011
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Tags: Jupiter, red, spot, rock, atmosphere, amber, orb, maelstrom, cyclone, cinnabar, ruby, maroon, nebula, billard_ball


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