Monthly Archives: March 2010

                                He would love this place, embrace its rocks And stones with all his artist’s heart. With a new sunlit peak for each day of … Continue reading →

  One day she’ll stand in a museum. Silent. Still. A spot-lit, space age statue in a heroic pose: Wheels stopped, arm outstretched like ET’s; Blunted RAT finger poking at the model meteorite Positioned at her feet, labelled “The original … Continue reading →

  I am cold. So cold. Once I felt young; now – as old As the chipped, frost-nipped rocks surrounding Me. Hard to believe I once climbed the Mountains Of Mars, gazed down on Gusev’s Big Country Plain To watch … Continue reading →

  Welcome to Concepcion. This is where I finally found My Mars; The place where I would, if I could,  – with a snicking click of my fingers – Transport myself to; the place where I would find John Boone’s … Continue reading →

  I cannot now recall the feel of rock beneath my wheels; Becalmed for so long in this sea of syrup-sand I have forgotten. How I have missed the simple joy of movement! How I have yearned to edge oh-so-slowly … Continue reading →