Porthole

A big blue marble... teal, grass, anda dangerous green star.

Clicked on my tab and my entry went poof. I was almost finished. *sigh*

"We rely on our site [sic] more than any other sense...and yet, it is the easiest one to fool" from "The Way I See It"  by Dr Gonzo .

To mini-review: not poetic in spite of xaxa rhymed quatrains of ~10 syllable lines. It's also not a story. Very didactic. Tells, does not show. It would be best edited as an essay (with research and arguments) or as a sermon (with more repetition of relevant points, maybe even more poetic devices). As an essay/sermon it shows promise. A good start, maybe a 3.0 at this stage. No suggestions as that isn't my area of expertise. As a poem it fails, so a 2.0. It isn't a story.

For "Space Blog"  "How do you see earth?"

A big blue marble. In my Space Cadet series (working on for NaNoWriMo) worlds are nicknamed by SC, the Landers, the Crew by what strikes them the most. Teal World (Landers investigate) is covered with a sentient teal slime/moss/lichen/whatever. They don't stick around. Grass World is the realm of sentient grass; SC gets 'swallowed' to be known and to know. Green Star (Kat intervenes) is interdicted like Earth once was as the resident humans haven't learned how to play nice. Although visual is a great sense for humans, my characters aren't all human. SC, with 4 ears, has better hearing; Kat relies on inner dreams; Cook knows about emotions and taste. Perhaps each character should have a dominant sense as well. After-all, dogs can smell and bats/dolphins have sonar (or something like that!).

Earth? It's been aeons but 90210, a human, goes there to check out some of the ruins of what was once Beverly Hills. Every world has a time and a place as Guinan points out to SC.