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Sonnet – Atmosphere Hayden Van Zeil

At the edge, space is drawing near

Hayden Van Zeil is from Hayling Island and enjoys sport and reading. As part of his Duke of Edinburgh award, Hayden has decided to create poetry. He enjoys experimenting with different styles and genres. Thank you very much Hayden for sharing your work with us!

Sonnet– Atmosphere 

The atmosphere contains many layers,

Closest to life is the troposphere,

The sight of it can answer people’s prayers,

Blue as the ocean, shining like a chandelier.

 

Next to come is the stratosphere,

12 to 50 Km from the earth’s brittle crust,

If you voyage there, you’ll require space gear,

And one immense spaceship thrust.

 

3rd out of the 5 is the mesosphere,

Its purpose is to burn up the deadly meteorites,

Thank god were safe! Hand us a beer,

Shooting stars! What a stunning sight.

 

The Thermosphere is where the northern lights arise,

It is the largest layer of the earth’s atmosphere,

Thermo means heat, its Greek, that’s a surprise!

The distance from earth is 1.0570008 x 10-10 of a light year.

 

The last layer, furthest from earth,

At the edge, space is drawing near,

This layer has many uses and lots of worth,

Its name?… Exosphere.

Hayden Van Zeil, 14, Hayling Island

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When Sleep Descends – Daniel Brady

lose yourself within its charms


We can all relate to this excellent offering from Daniel Brady about the mysterious nature of sleep. Daniel is a passionate writer who loves poetry – and it certainly shows in this elegantly crafted piece. ‘I write for my own benefit, it is a way to communicate for someone who is a little shy like me’ reflects Daniel. Thank you very much for your excellent submission to Voices.

When Sleep Descends


When sleep descends upon your eyes,
and all around the dark conspires,
do not fear what lies in store
when sleep comes tapping at your door,
greet this friend with open arms
and lose yourself within its charms,
race down roads that never bend
and climb up trees that never end, 
then rest on clouds that gently glide
and drift above the silent night,
and  watch the world go slowly past
for here you are in sleep’s soft grasp.

Daniel Brady, Edinburgh

Did you enjoy this poem? Why not visit Maggie’s website at: Maggie’s Centre Nottingham to find out more about their exceptional work and/or make a donation.

Do you have a poem you would like to submit to Voices? Feel free to do so by email at: voicespoetry@outlook.com or via the ‘Contact’ page on this site.