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Face In The Sand

by Chris Sorrenti

Tell us quiet neighbor
what secrets you hold
beneath those dunes of red
only water and bacteria?
millennia ago fossilized
as some theorize
or something much more profound?

What if one day
those stone lips could move?
part to reveal an intelligent tongue
what wisdom...or warning
would you whisper
into your noisy neighbor’s ear?

Dare we imagine what cipher
you might reveal to us?
to be painstakingly unraveled
as the hieroglyphics once were
one of clicks and beeps?
or phonetic foundation
to our own tongues?

But for now
apart from Hubble...automated rover
of whose photos speak less
than a thousand words
you remain a forbidden planet
just beyond reach to the foot of man

And when we do finally arrive
to leave our imprint
as on the moon a century ago
will we find your eyes...nose...and mouth
to be nothing more
than a geological anomaly?
or a lone sphinx-like icon
of a world gone wrong?

Its temples…places of business
forever slipped beneath
those dunes of red?
citizens relocated to a nearby world
to combine DNA as missing link
to a new home and hope
for Intelligent Design?

 photo faceonmarsENL.jpg

© 2006
Photo courtesy of the Net

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Author's Note:

Posted on 07/10/2006
Copyright © 2020 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Maureen Glaude on 07/10/06 at 05:12 PM

perhaps it prefers to remain speechless, and we would prefer it that way, to maintain the mystery. Modern people might be too much of a shock or maybe even were, already, if its eyes and ears took them in. Fascinating and one of my favourites of your types of subjects, dealt with superbly.

Posted by Lacy D Phillips on 07/10/06 at 07:32 PM

I always complain that not enough modern poets write on truly modern themes. You seem to be an exception, and indeed exceptional.

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 07/10/06 at 08:20 PM

...I saw a lady with a mole on her back that looks just like that....maybe that's what it really is? Ha...and a more serious, "oh my!" Great write Chris!

Posted by Christel Crews on 07/11/06 at 01:35 AM

very intriguing.. and the picture just closes the piece so beautifully.. great write

Posted by JD Clay on 07/11/06 at 04:13 AM

Until this mound of Mars speaks as prolific as your poem, I'm content to howl at the moon. I am further intrigued by the city-like structures believed to adorn Big Red. Time will tell. Like your stuff!

Posted by Bruce W Niedt on 07/11/06 at 04:00 PM

Well-done and thought-provoking, Chris - we often seem to be on the same wavelength - see my poem, "Mars Looks Down" (in my Published and Cited folder) for a response.... d:-)

Posted by Deborah Breuer on 07/11/06 at 09:44 PM

Incredible, really, very well written and portrayed. I was particularly moved by the line referencing the limitations of man at the end of the fourth stanza. Good Work

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 07/13/06 at 01:57 PM

I love this kind of poem. Helps me to keep moving into deepee depths...which I also love! Great write and great subject!

Posted by Jean Mollett on 07/15/06 at 02:07 AM

Hi Chris, It's amazing, it makes ya wonder what's really out there. Great write. I wanta know how ya wrote it. Did ya study the picture? Or what. I have looked at pictures and wrote about it, like if I were there. Or to image what it would be like to be there, etc.

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 07/15/06 at 03:17 PM

Great poem and picture Chris. I once walked on a Mars Bar...Charlie

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