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    Mars Ascending
    Mars Ascending
    Mars Ascending
    Ebook97 pages24 minutes

    Mars Ascending

    By Mick Banovic

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    About this ebook

    Mars Ascending is a book about rekindling of an old summer love and, discovering that the world, along with time, does not stand still.
    It's an insight into the authors life's journey, responsibilities, and expectations.
    This book also is a milestone in itself, as it has been a lifetime in the making. It marks the beginning of a new medium of expression, which has unexpectedly appeared from the left field. It ushers a new beginning, and a new hope.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTablo Publishing
    Release dateDec 6, 2019
    ISBN9781922355805
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      Book preview

      Mars Ascending - Mick Banovic

      JL

      Rock of ages

      Our modern day sages

      We hang on to your every word

      Even what is unheard

      Some give us glitz, others glamour

      You strip away our armour

      But still we are ever so keen

      Witnesses to the unseen

      You were standing 

      At your front door

      Its surreal  to think you might live 

      In a cottage on the north shore

      We all miss you

      Though the years come and go

      All the kids still want to 

      Bask in your glow 

      You left us unprepared

      From your gilded cage 

      Aimlessly enduring

      Killing continues to rage

      Struggling to understand

      Reasons of the insane

      Fill the poison chalice 

      Prize was your fame 

      Change is hard

      Peace elusive

      Can you

      Imagine 

      A Girl

      Without a word

      Or a single touch

      Meaning is clear

      Intent not so much        

      Our worlds

      Collide and repel

      As hearts drink

      From this forbidden well

      I’ve seen you shine

      I’ve seen you slumber

      Your despair 

      And your hunger

      You never looked for me 

       Despite what we shared

      Your indifference 

      I wonder if you ever cared

      Your mind howls

      Stand firm I must

      With no regrets, or recoil

      Still there is no trust

      A bitter honey

      Flows from this hive

      Heart long been dead

      And yet you are alive

      Story’s over

      Day is done 

      No four leaf clover

      No ones won

      I

      I am 

      I am not

      I think 

      I create

      I know it true

      Lies will bind ties 

      Elusive key

      Mystery are we

      Alone again

      Reasons or not 

      Who can tell

      What we have forgot

      Is man born

      Just to die

      Is life’s scorn

      Just so tears we cry

      We run this race

      To the finish line

      There is no disgrace

      To resign 

      Breath the air

      From upon this rock

      Fill your lungs

      Toast the hemlock 

      Time is now

      Words have lost their meaning

      Life’s slipping away 

      There is no more feeling 

      Bees

      Waiting on the cusp

      Watching the preparations 

      All the bees are buzzing 

      Heading to their destinations

      Kids with endless energy abound

      Others barely make  sound

      Some are gold adorned 

      They’re almost asleep, so bored

      Thunder from afar

      A sound not a whisper

      Courage in their chest

      Soldiers weapon a painful blister

      Bees in flight a wondrous sight

      Packed like their fishy cousin

      Above the cloud they reach the light 

      Some alone others by the dozen

      Some bees are confused

      And argue with a turtle

      They may end up bruised

      Life can be brutal 

      Other bees fly

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