Little Green Ship

The little green ship did slip away from its moorings

Star destroyers bragged of great galactic adventure

So the little green ship gave its captain the slip

It zoomed with joyous abandon, flipping and whirling, turning and twirling

It passed by moon and planets it had never hoped to touch

It performed forbidden manoeuvres which would damage its passengers shells

Spiralling and tumbling in and out of a gravity well

Orbiting a little green asteroid the colour of its hull

Looking much like an ion circling an attractive electron

So it travelled further but stopped to say hello

To the deep space refueller, for a rest and a drink and a story though

The little green ship spoke to a poet in the shape of a dull brown cargo

The cargo waxed lyrical as cargos are prone to do

For what can you to do when are unwieldy and slow

Cargo spoke of nebulas blooming 12 light years away

And there in the refueller juice bar and idea did grow

A beautiful nebula garden and adventure or at least a show

With directions in its nav computer

The little green ship set off

Past the twin binary pulsar though the ship did not get too close

Through a small asteroid belt where it almost resisted a desire to shoot

Around a giant quasar and across a gaseous cloud

It even slip-streamed behind a comet which it was never allowed

Finally the little green ship came to rest in Aurora’s space garden at last

And there it saw what it came for

The nebulas blooming and cavorting and swooning

A ballet of stars and cosmic matter performing

An intricate timeless dance of the fractal

Colour and light and dark and reflection the little green ship wished

The captain could see this perfection

And so with a sigh, it dipped its wings side to side

And started its journey for home