Elysabeth asked in Arts & HumanitiesPoetry · 1 decade ago

What do thou think of 'The Blood Type Of Known Space' morning poem?

Matter...known, unknown.

Anti-matter...unknown...

Possible, probable.

Stars new-born.

Stars blooming

Into Red Giants...

Reversing, imploding,

Dragging space/light

To pinpoint origins.

Bodies of Space with

Timespans of life...

We live the same.

And space probes

Needle through

Orbital veins...

Withdrawing data,

Assimilating, disseminating,

Transfusing, assessing

Strata, Methane,

Latent bacteria, Hydrogen in voids.

But genotypes,

Mitochondrial DNA?

Update:

Jenny....yes, the Red Giant is the Red giant Star, about to go boom! Just like our own Sun will do in around 15 billion years.

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  • Regwah
    Lv 7
    1 decade ago
    Best Answer

    This is truly beautiful.

    You are such a space cadet. lol

    I was looking for something I had seen on "Gravity Probe B" & found this tribute to angular momentum.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dvRgsTT2cVE

    Youtube thumbnail

  • Sharon
    Lv 4
    4 years ago

    For a refresher, there are 4 blood types: A, B, AB, and O+. Many pregnant women carry a fetus with a blood type different from their own, therefore, your blood type would have nothing to do with your mom's blood type. This is going to take some explaining. There are three blood genes: A, B, and O. (I'm going to ignore the + and - part of this.) A and B are dominant, and O is recessive. You inherit one blood gene from your mother and one from your father. The combination of genes determines your blood type. There are four possibilities: A, B, AB, and O. Here's how it works: A + A = A A + O = A A + B = AB B + B = B B + O = B O + O = O So I guess the clinic got it wrong OR you inherited a type from your ancestors who had a B. If your father was totally A with no other change, then you probably would've inherited it.

  • 1 decade ago

    If Snow White had big ears would you still have liked the story?

    Now you're dealing with Space Scorpions, of the third kind, with blood red eyes. Carnivorous, they are, their pubescent, translucent exoskeleton opens the door for you to look inside their bony brain cavity revealing very unusual details as they ingest their prey their brains fluoresce revealing the beginnings of our primitive DNA.

    Thus, when our bodies finally evolve as theirs has there will be no need for MRI's or like equipment, revealing every ones "inner self".

    Whatever this has to do with your poem, I have no idea.

    So lets knock back a few buckets of RoseBud Beer and think about it.

    Then we can sit around and release a lot of methane, carbon dioxide and other bodily fluids while we ponder where we'll be in 15 billion years. We'll probably get eaten up by technology. Assimilated so to speak. All our fleshy appendages will disappear as we turn into and become warriors battling those who don't appreciate our poetry and story's to their end and and a new triumphant beginning for us.

    We, the meek poets and story tellers will inherent the Earth.

    Edit:

    I like the way you write as you ALWAYS inspire me to put something forward in an innocuous fashion. Even tho' it may not be related to what you wrote.

    He he he he.....

  • 1 decade ago

    Your father is the Sun and you mother is the Moon. Mitochondrial DNA comes from the Mother. We grow towards the Sun. The stars are our brothers and sisters and they are so far from us that we can never understand them. Now here is a problem - How would boy meet girl?

    At the speed of light? I hope I don't find any of those red giants. Probably a white dwarf if Snow White can spare one.???

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  • Anonymous
    1 decade ago

    A rebuttal poem:

    Stars were once angels

    to the ignorance of man

    you might be, o' negative

    but that's the universal blood type

    a red giant cross

    gleaming with pricking torture

    and drawn out of the heart

    The orbits, big and small

    are suns some distant beings

    quarks of the string of theory

    to which we clamor

    we are something special

    a black hole center

    drawing all in

    a souped up supernova

    expanding down cosmic freeways

    a singularity in eternal expansion

    is that what it means to grow

    intellectually, or rather was it

    the knowledge once forbidden

    by tyrant god, as we built towers

    reaching to the sky

    angels those thrones of light

    the pentacle of Venus

    found in the center of the apple

    sliced in two.

    An angel, a starborne messenger

    speaking in radioactive tones

    of photosynthesis to higher life forms

    and yet that light bearer fallen

    from the heights of snow capped mountains

    doomed to walk the ozone depleted terra

    alone as an outcast.

  • jenny
    Lv 7
    1 decade ago

    The heavens I do believe are more unknown, then the known, yet the

    amazement to what is known, wows me, to say the least.

    The Red Giant, was your meaning addressed to the Red giant star

    hundreds of times larger then the sun, that is nearing the end of it's

    life.

    I do like your poem, amazing capture.

  • Shaula
    Lv 7
    1 decade ago

    I like this...

    Makes me wonder if the Krell are really out there. Have always wished there were a way for me to travel amongst the stars.

  • 1 decade ago

    Making me google again are you! Mitochondrial DNA? Do you take everything for gospel discovered under an electron microscope? lol Good poem but as to space blood, it has got to be very cold!

  • 1 decade ago

    I, like Neon, had to google search Mitochondrial DNA. I had to pull myself away because I have a gene that makes me want to do research into DNA again...(did it in school--addictive work!)

    anyway, nice poem.

    You keep my vocabulary working on overtime! This is a good thing...

  • Anonymous
    1 decade ago

    Very nicely written! O so colorful,and mind amazing! LOVE IT!

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