Poems about space talk about how amazing the universe is. The universe refers to all of space, time, matter, and energy that exists.
When we say “the universe, we mean absolutely everything. It is vast, and we are just a tiny part of it. Space poems can make us think deeply, like a space philosopher.
They also explore different concepts like the age of the universe, the passage of time in space, or the idea of eternity, giving a sense of the vast timeline.
Sometimes they ponder the mysteries of black holes, dark matter, or the origins of the universe. Let’s read some poems about space and share them with others as well.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The night is come, but not too soon;
And sinking silently,
All silently, the little moon
Drops down behind the sky.
There is no light in earth or heaven
But the cold light of stars;
And the first watch of night is given
To the red planet Mars.
Is it the tender star of love?
The star of love and dreams?
O no! from that blue tent above,
A hero’s armor gleams …
Moon And Star!’
By Emily Dickinson
Ah, Moon—and Star!
You are very far—
But were no one
Farther than you—
Do you think I’d stop
For a Firmament—
Or a Cubit—or so?
The Wain upon the northern steep
Descends and lifts away.
Oh I will sit me down and weep
For bones in Africa.
For pay and medals, name and rank,
Things that he has not found,
He hove the Cross to heaven and sank
The pole-star underground.
And now he does not even see
Signs of the nadir roll
At night over the ground where he
Is buried with the pole.
I asked what he does for a living.
He said I can show you,
then he moonwalked half a mile.
He could be a great dancer,
but I think he was an astronaut.
No More Steps For Man
Twinkle twinkle little star,
How I hate that you are far.
Like a diamond in the sky,
What regret, I could not fly.
So I sold my soul for wings,
And greet whatever darkness brings…
A Date With The Sun
Space has so many glistening stars.
From Earth, they are extremely far.
Our Sun is one of these fiery spheres
with fuel to last five billion years.
Then our Sun will explode one day …
probably on the second of May.
Hey, help me out here would you please?
Can you show me where all my whys go?
While you are at it search my I told you so.
More so, that alter ego I want you to seize.
Listen here and listen up, it has twin keys.
I tell you something else, do not tell it no.
It gets bigger and bigger a dynasty I know.
Blow a kiss for me send it my best breeze.
Roll out my red carpet,
Spit-shine your shoes,
Sit it down just park it!
Say I depart my blues!
Look out here there is two just like me,
God blessed you! I have my Twin Key.
There Goes Ethan
One day on the trampoline, my nephew, aiming for the tree,
overshot his leap and jumped as far as the eye can see.
If you squint hard enough
you’ll see it in the buff;
a minuscule dot orbiting the galaxy!
Granger was in danger,
An alien landed in his yard,
So he slimed him with his slime-gun,
The alien running hard.
The alien jumped into his rocket ship
And pulled the portals down,
He blasted into space
With a great big alien frown.
Granger told his parents,
They just laughed and shook their heads,
That is until they saw the scorch marks,
Just near the old chook sheds.
Mars And Venus
On Mars it’s a man you will see.
On Venus a lady will be.
But what’s so amazing,
Will make all your heads ring.
They both get together with glee!
On A Planet In Far Outer Space
On a planet in far outer space,
You’ll find a familiar face,
The folk there you see,
Well they all look like me,
It must be a beautiful place.
The alien saucer fell hard.
It landed right there in my yard.
I’d give them jobs mowing
or cooking and sewing
but none of them has a Green Card.
space and time drawn in
into a singularity point
all that is, held in the heart
inked by love, God does anoint
Let’s go to see some gassy gaints
and learn a little spacey science.
Jupiter has a cool red dot.
A pretty stormy Earth-sized spot.
Saturn has some icy rings
like harp-strings singing to a king.
Blue Neptune doesn’t have a tune
but cares for fourteen tiny moons
Cosmology Vs Cosmetology
Dark matter makes scientists sweat
Their telescopes can’t find it…yet
What’s lost could be found
If they’d just turn around
And gaze at a sexy brunette
To Eire Is Who, Man
All the fighting Irish see stars
Over pints of Guinness in bars
But Jan has a plan
To transport each man
Its called, “Cork, Uranus to Mars”
The Galactic Way
Galactic is our universe
Enhanced by wonder lust
Of stars that want to show their tails
Before they turn to dust.
Much like my sister and her mister
Out to light the town
In their galactic Lamborghini
Loaded all around.
And if they race like stars that hast
To blind with their bright lights
They might end up, a black hole stuck
And that would serve them right.
The Edge Of Space
Surfing the very edge of space,
in time dissolved meditation,
translucent light displays void’s face,
humming as cosmic vibration.
Sans identity, we exist,
surfing the very edge of space,
navigating it like a mist,
with no earth bound goals left to chase.
One with oneness, no cause to race,
our soul having opened heart’s doors,
surfing the very edge of space,
we see light shimmer through its pores.
There’s no fear, though we walk alone,
because we have garnered God’s grace;
seeds of wisdom in us are sown,
surfing the very edge of space.
Our Terrestrial Planets
Planet Mercury: the closest one
to our luminous life-giving Sun
can be so cold and really hot.
It’s the smallest planet of the lot.
Whose day is bigger than its year?
Whose atmosphere is never clear?
A neighbour, shining in the night.
Watch as Venus takes her flight.
The Earth is twenty-nine percent land
when from a satellite it’s scanned.
It’s the only one of which we know
where life and people live and grow.
Mars is the second smallest planet
of the terrestrials made of granite.
The outermost and furthest one
orbiting round our big red Sun.
The Starlight Night
By Gerard Manley Hopkins
Look at the stars! look, look up at the skies!
O look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air!
The bright boroughs, the circle-citadels there!
Down in dim woods the diamond delves! the elves’-eyes!
The grey lawns cold where gold, where quickgold lies!
Wind-beat whitebeam! airy abeles set on a flare!
Flake-doves sent floating forth at a farmyard scare!
Ah well! it is all a purchase, all is a prize …
This is all about poems about space.