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Poem Details | by Edward McCormick |
Categories: adventure, brother, courage, death, fantasy, freedom, heaven, life, love, moon, rain, science fiction, sister, war, beautiful, heart, heaven, beautiful, heart, heaven, ocean,

An Epic Battle With A Simple Question

A beautiful heart pines from afar. To parallel freedom, we choose our master. In Love, the Dragon and Unicorn are! Celestial winged heart beats faster, Over mountain and ocean meet polar eyes. To parallel freedom, we choose our master. Embarking from sun brewed and moonshine skies Two alien races, in war, collide. Over mountain and ocean meet polar eyes. All brothers' swords raise, marching with pride. Sisters of heaven let feathers fly. Two alien races, in war, collide. The angered clouds rain blood from the sky. A new path finally found. Sisters of heaven let feathers fly. Brothers' swords low now to the ground. A beautiful heart pines from afar. A new path finally found. In Love, the Dragon and Unicorn are! In universe Out bound energy Where are we when we die?


Poem Details | by cecil hickman |
Categories: faith, fantasy, happiness, hope, imagination, life, love, peace, people, philosophy, science fiction, social, spaceautumn,

Kunzite

It is 2012 within the season of autumn in that year.
Humankind knows not whether to be sad or cheer.
A new sphere arrived; they call it planet kunzite.
In an orbit opposite of earth, aligned perfectly right.
Was it our doom, or salvation we awaited a sign.
Upon the next moon, our answer came so divine.
Planet kunzite was to be our new home to live.
To go in peace and harmony with only love to give,
No more wars or anger for any human to spread,
In the stars surrounding, words are there to be read.
Kunzite a jewel for everyone, especially new born,
So upon each morning a new greeting shall adorn.


Poem Details | by Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories: love, romantic, science fiction, space,

Light Years From You



This is a space love poem — 
Romantic Warrior


Resting in a Zekar winter space harbor,
under the crimson crescent
of it’s fourth moon
So many light years
from your sky village
Oh, how I miss those rainbow waterfalls
Your Tamerian love is waiting..
cascading from the crystal clouds
Being a deep space merchant,
on this galactic caravan,
takes me so very far from you
I send you my love, 
send it via 
a subspace hologram
Soon will fly thru the Vra nebula,
a dark forest of stars
Moving further away, I think of you often.
and those idyllic Pyrian days
I dream of you each night
on this long cosmic flight
And I need not ask,
do you dream of me too
This lonely Kryptonaut
is so many light years from you
This lonely half-human
can’t wait to get back to you
My shuttle craft love
is forever parked
in the cargo bay of your heart
With space business now complete,
you’re more than a holodeck need..
so many light years to get back to you
Traveling now at maximum warp,
speeding back towards
the sun of you.center of my gravity
Sending you my return love, 
sending it via 
a virtual message beamed back to you
My shuttle craft love
is waiting to dock
in the cargo bay of your heart
As I countdown the light years
bringing me closer
Closer to your beautiful soul
Now the light years are not as far away..
my love, it’s approaching zero


Poem Details | by Joseph Spence Sr |
Categories: hope, imagination, life, love, nature, people, places, science fiction,

Natural Reflection

Just like a flower
Sunshine stimulates her face
Sparkling with love


Poem Details | by The Melody Sings |
Categories: adventure, girlfriend-boyfriend, life, love, science, science fiction

Catching Fire- Poem

This poem is inspired by the second book in The Hunger Games SeriesWarning- Contains 
Spoilers!

Sparks aflame
Fire and rage spread
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to run!

The capitol want's revenge!
They will do anything to get it.
Back into the arena I am sent
Pitting Peeta and I against each other.

A marriage proposal
never to be fufilled
they tricked us
It will never happen.

I have to go on
a twist in the story
Tick,tock,tick, tock
The arena is a clock

All living tributes 
taken out of the arena
a official is secretly a rebel
wanting to overthrow the capitol

But where is Peeta?
No where to be found
Caputured in the hands of the capitol
I must save him!


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, cheer up, computer, desire, destiny, devotion, emotions, encouraging, fantasy, feelings, funny, future, humorous, i love you, love, love hurts, math, meaningful, metaphor, miss you, mystery, passion, relationship, romance, romantic, sad love, school, science, science fiction, silly, social, sweet, teacher, together, true love, truth, uplifting, visionary, word play,

Binary

One is love, 
Zero is everything else



Poem Details | by Katherine Stella |
Categories: adventure, cowboy-western, fantasy, girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, imagination, inspirational, life, love, people, romance, science fiction, song-visionary

Hard Headed Women

<                                        she's a hard headed woman
                                          lovin a soft hearted man 

                                          when they get together
                                          they join hand and hand
                                          for loves be glory
                                          in this fairy tales story

                                        
                                          for she's a hard headed women
                                          lovin a soft hearted man

                                          a hard headed woman
                                          lovin that soft hearted man


                                          though shes stubborn as an mule
                                          but can make that man still drool
                                          as he's so shy
                                          but  captured her roving eye


                                          for she's a hard headed woman
                                          lovin a soft hearted man


                                          a hard headed woman
                                          lovin that soft hearted man


                                          now don't you just think
                                          romance can start out as a wink
                                          even if it may be a little lie
                                          come on little boy now give it a try


                                          for she's a hard headed woman
                                          lovin a soft hearted man

                                          a hard headed woman
                                          lovin that soft harded man



                                      
                                          
My Next 
Country Western Song   LOL


Poem Details | by charles hice |
Categories: love, science fiction, wife, christmas, old, christmas, love, old,

OLD BEANS


OLD BEANS 

Differences make strang bedfellows ewe listen to the mee old bean old bean 
rhymes with caviar behind the bar the windows closed the lights are low no one 
is bandying about the place just mee and ewe and no disgrace in love and 
kisses sweeter two of them are mine one of them for ewe so sweetly planted by 
the ewe on hands so roughened by the tasks of mee and used just to survive for 
ewe the one eye have for ewe is Christmas wine so sweetly given and will last a 
Christmas missing as eye rhyme a thought for ewe 
OLD BEANS 
Green Bean Old Bean Old Man 
Lima Bean Young Bean Old Woman 
Can beans Gone Beans Young Love 
Love Beans Kiss Beans We Beans 
Heart Beans Heart Beans Love 
This is Christmas Poem for my Flower done
 
           
 
 
 OLD BEANS 
 


Poem Details | by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: love, science fiction

Unrequited Love - Parise Pariku

light crackles through the dark clouds
compassion fills creator
energy gives birth to mate –

     Frankenstein’s adoration not returned



*"Parise Pariku" for Rick’s contest 


Poem Details | by Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories: sad love, science fiction, space, travel,

Other Side of the Sun


I've cried the tears..
I've suffered the years..
I've tasted the fears..
Of a spaceman hurtling through the void
Loneliness grows daily on the inside,
as I continue this autopilot ride
to the other side of the sun
This tritainium space ship moves swiftly
towards our sun's nearest relative
Alpha Centauri.destination of my personal glory
I forsook family and friends,
to live a lonely existence in a metal cabin
in the vast wilderness of space
There are four other cosmonauts with me;
but they are asleep in cryostasis,
until we reach the end of this journey
Fusion moving to the other side of the sun
Being the lone human sentry,
I chose to sacrifice.age my years naturally
on this long ten-year mission
No suspended animation, only a virtual companion
A computer generated voice of a Russian-accented woman,
paired with an attractive holographic image
to placate the intense loneliness of the vacuum
Her voice represents a New Age of Enlightenment,
vestiges of a new peace made between old enemies
In the year 2117, our mission represents this new peace offering
My war now is with the elements of the void:
a relentless solar wind that flings
microscopic particles that daily pierce our metal skin,
trying always to let deadly cosmic radiation in
But our white cell-like nanobytes work tirelessly to keep us safe
Nearing the unknown side of a new sun
In the ninth year, the last year of this exhausting space trip,
I start to dream of odd things.old longings and new anxious moments
that soon await me
Noise of activity will shortly invade my quiet realm,
as I awake my fellow astronauts and robot work soldiers
Before we left to go on the other side of the sun,
to this new and strange alien one..
I kissed my wife and three kids goodbye,
and told them to start a new life
For on the other side of the sun is where I will die


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, character, cheer up, computer, courage, culture, cute love, deep, desire, destiny, first love, for her, girlfriend, guitar, hope, i am, i love you, i miss you, imagination, inspiration, internet, loneliness, lonely, love, love hurts, meaningful, miss you, missing, missing you, nonsense, nostalgia, philosophy, places, relationship, science, science fiction, simple, technology, tribute, true love, wisdom,

Tablet

teardrops appeared on my tablet
on both sides of the glass
mine on top
hers underneath,
shed from miles away

which was which
who was where
did not matter
any longer

real or virtual,
all merged into one 
- a brook of joy
running through the valley of time
destined for 
unchartered pleasures


Poem Details | by Onis Sampson |
Categories: angel, april, bird, boat, dedication, devotion, earth, february, forgiveness, growth, identity, introspection, jesus, loneliness, lost love, memory, metaphor, miracle, mom, mythology, nostalgia, pain, passion, poets, prayer, rain, relationship, rights, sad, science fiction, sky,

Your Eyes

 (Dedicated to Folake)

Your eyes, woman
are like twilight rainbow
amorously bearing aloft passions of mine
toward androcytic ecstacy.
They tell of endless lights.

Night skies clarion the warmth of you
keep me balled-up till
i am tilted to your adorned essence.

May I call up words to adore you,
agglomerate them into a panoply of worshippers
unsandalled before you
like Moses at the burning bush.
 
And now you seem to fall asleep
but you tell me it's the heavy night
bidding toward a sunny dawn
wherein our love is lighted.

Slowly I let you fall asleep
impatient with the long night
waiting to gaze once more
into the eyes of my lovely love.

Then a lip is placed on yours
and you rouse up wide-eyed
smiling at my romantic move.
We enjoyed the night, cruising on.


Poem Details | by Leanne Lovejoy-Burton |
Categories: adventure, fairy, fantasy, journey, mystery, mythology, science fiction,

Lux Vitae Love Stories of The Fey: In the Clouds

Lux Vitae Love Stories of The Fey: “In the Clouds”
“What are you looking at Mum?” “They come in the clouds you know”, she said to her daughter “Every night, the same time, the numbers seem to grow, see there! Up in the Clouds above the water”. (Sydney Harbour) The girl looked up with hesitation and fright, It was New Year’s Eve, too early for fireworks, no starburst explosives in sight - It was that time when dark is not yet pitch dark, The clouds are translucent through luminescent moonlight “There can you see?! The glowing, there in the clouds, Orbs, moving strange Lights all around…” Both stood at the window a while, watched with strange delight giggled to dissuade fear Then within the hour the strange lights had all disappeared. Fireworks went off with a bang sheer delight strange orbs quickly forgotten Then off to sleep go mother and child Polar Bear hugs Soft pillows Cool cotton No nets for Mosquito A little chat for a while Turn off the lights They’re still in the land of Beta Nowhere near counting Sheep in a row They settle in and just go with the flow All ok, all alright Everything normal, as can be They then begin to leave Beta And start counting the Zzzzzzeeeeeeeeeee's Lights definitely out 1,2 & 3 Waves rolling on The Sea of Unfathomable Sorrow Time short and Time borrowed Dip in, swim through, go under the waves Avoid Sharks and the Locker of Davey J They swim through the waves Alpha Theta Delta REM Gamma Far from the Shore of "Now" On the bedside table a casually strewn dog-ear marked book lies askew open-paged titled, "The Scottish Gramarye, Divination and The Dark Art of Glamer" Outside the window lapping sound of real waves... In dreams they are brave 'Tis Unknown territory way way out of sight Pulse rates Bradycardian all is all right they're off and away Eyelids non-moving, eyelids shut tight Moth's fluttering against the windows Reflection of rippling Moon on the Bay Clouds spun sugar candy baby soft cotton wool sprinkled Starlight From another dimension "THEY" arrive While the two sleep Kidnapped in their dreams Dropped through the Clouds Strange Land of Tomorrow Other dimension Mysterious world Where Oceans are Clouds Leviathans jump high Several moons, Opalescent Pearls in the sky They are no longer mere woman and girl still mother and daughter are seen falling and tumbling now are Royal Princess and Queen Dropped through their Ocean of Unfathomable Sorrow Like floating leaves Into the sharp waiting arms of safe Trees and Dark Uncertain Tomorrow
(Lovejoy-Burton/May 2018) “Come faeries, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame." William Butler Yeats “From gray woods they come, on silent feet into a cone of lightA lifting note, O fair! O fleet! There the night through We take out pleasure, Dancing to such a measure As earth never knew.” Seumus O’Sullivan "Faerie is a perilous land, and in it are pitfalls for the unwary, and dungeons for the overbold." J.R.RTolkein “I believe in everything until it's disprovedSo I believe in fairies, the myths, dragonsIt all exists, even if it's in your mindWho's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now? Reality leaves a lot to the imagination." John Lennon “I think that people who can't believe in faeries aren't worth knowing I just think that alternate realities make you a good writerIf your work is any more than one dimension, you believe in faeries." Tori Amos "I'm sure it was all just a bad dream." Leanne Lovejoy-Burton wearing the Green Zeta Reticula Socks gifted to her by her sister VSpecial Agent KLB.
1Brainwaves https://blog.mindvalley.com/brain-waves/ 2. https://www.brainworksneurotherapy.com/what-are-brainwaves 3. https://www.thetahealing.com/about-thetahealing/thetahealing-theta-state.html 4Strange Lights in Clouds https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d0FWM9SbQAg https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jUs4IB-VUSc https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VP5ZnQMEiK0 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cVUHnCataps https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Ctxtl1jKxc 5Other Dimensions https://www.smithsonianmag.com/science-nature/opening-strange-portals-in-physics-92901090/ 6Glamer https://www.etymonline.com/word/glamour 7Ariel '94 School https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_pKC11SDnog 8Westall '66 School https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z8h52mMj9tQ


Poem Details | by colin mitchell williams |
Categories: life, love, mystery, nature, science, science fiction

Unifying Theories of Chemistry

Unifying Theories of Chemistry 

Plants react in synthesis
Stimulations sunlight
Breathing the winds causes
Through fluid chains
Reproducing flowering responses

And systematically chemistries
Drive in attractions of curiosity
Stranger love crushes
To your ignition sexual A-symmetry
Produces adrenaline's certain heat
And senses blood pounding

So photosynthetic initiates
The A.T.Pof chemical currency
Splits living links furthering
More simple to more complex
Colour element changing
Leaf green to red Anthocyanin

As well as a suntan
Skins concourse in molecules
Precipitates and reverberates
The bonded genome of D.N.A.
Creating myriad form
Tangent on thoughts
Even dreams
Evolve chemical reactions 

While sun by sea explodes
Atomically
The light amino manifestation
Walks among trees
Respiring in cycles
Of exchanging formulations
Alchemy of oxygen’s infusing

And well with emotion
Binds its stanza’s of interpretation
Given word then
Another descriptions connection
To connection
Connected
By a star lights birth

Indivisible this “All” travels
Forth and back to a
Higher or lower osmotic pressure
And back and forth
Between lovers
As waves drawn to beaches
By the gentle pull
Of sands moon distracted
Infatuated affair
With the Earth

This chemistry of love
The chemical of life
Patterns intricate mazes
In a micro-cosmos
Of eternal meaning
And a baby
Is born

While the boundless eternity
Moves and collects
Responsive concurring
Dust mote intercepts
From wide eyes stares
Which interpret
A scene
Of its own manifest beauty

Even in tears of sadness
The ceretonine balances
To intercede with memories
Moments of happiness
The infinite qualification
Of chemical reaction
Clues us in
Yet again
To this fundamental

Unity
 



 


Poem Details | by Brandy uptain |
Categories: fantasy, children, funny, parody, science fiction, love, silly,

Grazillas

We love our silly Grazillas,
Who eat chocolate ice cream because they don't like vanilla.
They prefer lumpy pillas,
As they nap under the willas.
They eat salt by the pillas,
And watch only chinchillas.
They prefer to work as millas,
They prefer their envelopes to be manilla.
They could easily take down Godzilla,
Because them Grazillas,
Are stone cold killas.

They are a cross between a gorilla and a gator,
And they sure do enjoy their maters and taters.
They make fun of waiters,
And they are great imitaters.
They love gossiping with the gators,
And are known to be fair ice skaters.
Peculiar too is the way they only eat fish flavored Now and Laters,
And man can they drive those freighters,
And they choose to shave with cheese graters.

They are even one-third dinosaur,
And they are rotten to the core.
They love to renact the Civil War,
And to get a dollar they will pretend to be poor.
They play golf just so they can yell Fore,
And when they get a banana they all yell Score!
They are in a band and go on world tour,
But I admit they are sometimes a bore.
They are the legends of lore,
That come from the Loth Lorien shore,
And in their land they are unequivical lords.

How do they have shimmering tails,
They put water from the Amazon on every golden scale.
Their fur is silvery and pale,
And they comb it twice a day without fail.
Their favorite snack is kale,
Especially in the middle of a gale.
They love riding the rails,
Looking for the the Holy Grail.
They may look frail,
But you never can tell.
They like digging wells,And telling tall tales.
Try never to compliment the males,
Cause their egos sure do swell.So if you come across a silly Grazilla,
Lazing under a willa...
Don't forget to bow to the queen of the Grazillas.
Whose name is Drucilla,
Who lounges on golden pillas...
While she listens to thrilla...
So I bid you ado untilla...


Poem Details | by Tom Arnone |
Categories: insect, lost love, love, marriage, planet, science fiction, space,

Call To Mars

Saving credits for a trip to the stars,
A cave at Alba Mons volcano:
Ancient secrets, flowing bars;
Greenish women, so Bueno;
Artifacts, old, Martian,
Calling me to hug.
Beetle auction.
Red dust bug.
Big brained,
Life,
Love.
Misplaced
Mementos
Belonging to
Polka-dot fellows
Sexy ladybugs knew.
A rust-colored threesome
In waters that ran chilled and new;
But, air-thinned with delirium,
And a dusty marriage Mars did eschew.


Poem Details | by cecil hickman |
Categories: adventure, art, fantasy, fear, imagination, love, science fiction, me, beauty, beauty, evil, garden, me,

Dark Woods C F H

I have this story of the garden of evil I saw.
Darkness called to me, I was drawn inwardly.
Walking, a glimpse of beauty came into view.
She intrigued me as to why she was inside.
When I stepped in front of her she smiled.
Not an ordinary smile, one of pure wickedness.

She spoke to me calmly at first, as my eyes did view.
Transformation began as her beauty faded inwardly.
I swear to you that I felt like darkness had smiled.
Her shape changed and now a devil my eyes saw.
Beckoning me she said come with me inside.
My soul captured my mind knew now wickedness.

She told me that I was hers now as the demon smiled.
That I had to take my place beside her in wickedness,
Which the garden of evil was now placed inside.
That the evil call had embedded my heart inwardly.
As she took me aside to a mirror where I could view,
What happened to me, undeniable is what I saw.



I was changing outwardly, as well as inwardly.
My eyes were blood red and horns came into view.
I had become her male counterpart, we both smiled.
Within a couple of moments, I was lost in wickedness.
Then out of darkness other creatures came from inside.
More and more demonic creatures are what I saw.

She said, Meet our armies that mankind cast inside.
That she had waited for me, again her lips smiled.
Upon wave of her hand a mist came into view.
It was me in previous form, yes, you were evil inwardly.
Your whole mortal life you felt you had no wickedness.
Suddenly I knew she was right, this was a prediction I saw.

My destiny was sealed; garden of evil will keep me inside.
A consort I will be to her evil heart, fulfilling wickedness.
Thinking back in my dreams I could have changed what I saw.
Though forever and beyond, darkness grows inwardly.
As we held each other, a vision cast came into view.
We looked deep into each other’s eyes and we smiled.

What we both saw, within her womb something was inside.
We knew we shared wickedness, as the birth came into view.
Love, lust held inwardly, looking on, our baby demon just smiled.

NoteThis was part of a dream I had and I feel it was a release to write this to help me fight my personal demons that have always plagued my mind and dreams, maybe I watched to many horror movies when I was younger, I have seen almost all of them more than once


Poem Details | by JSLambert Mister ROBOTO |
Categories: art, faith, happiness, health, hope, imagination, inspirational, love, mother, native american, natural disasters, nature, religion, science, science fiction, space, uplifting, visionary,

JUXTAPOSED

~~~~~~~~~~~ "Sky's eyebrows white on blue juxtaposed... tears wave to wash away pain on cue" ~~~~~~~~ ~JSLambert © 2012 Poet TreeZ Publishing


Poem Details | by Tom Quigley |
Categories: adventure, film, fun, love, satire, science fiction,

Red Pill Girl

Oh, you know what I want, I want me a Red Pill Girl
	The kind that’s aware of the realities of the world
	The kind who’s awake and her mind is unfurled
	No sensory deprivation tank for my kind of girl
	A self-aware she-babe makes my toes curl

Oh, I’d kinda get bored with a Blue Pill Chick
	The kind caked in fake-up three feet thick
	The kind who needs me to look smooth and slick
        Playing along with her daydream is such Bolshevik
        And floating in her pod would make me seasick
	
Oh, I can’t wait for my life with my Red Pill Hun,
	‘Cause she will always be lots of fun
	‘Cause she can do cartwheels while firing machine guns
	Dodging those enemy bullets one by one
	We’ll get white rabbits tattooed right on our buns

Oh, we’ll be so happy together, my Red Pill Wife
	She knows that the Matrix is just endless strife
	She knows how to fly spaceships and fight with a knife
	Our kids’ spinning back kicks will be outta sight 
	And forever after, we’ll still be pals for life

Oh, my Red Pill Girl, my Red Pill Girl…

3/30/16


Poem Details | by Tom Arnone |
Categories: absence, lonely, love, planet, science, science fiction, space,

Poem 2848

Relative time from departure body --
Thus, from Earth we hail.
Sailing to Wolf at light-speed tardy,
Cryonic-dreams of Dale.
Awakened, rudely, at a mere eleven:
A technical glitch, a fail.

Three years to seven, it's never exact,
The crew all burnt and stale.
A compulsory note confirms the fact,
Twenty-five years until mail.
Nothing can dim the sadness I feel,
Save for my faraway Dale.

Androgynous android without a face
Plays chess and laughs so frail.
Reprogrammed to simulate the grace
Of my beloved, bountiful Dale.
Repairs all done -- frozen sleep begun....
A starship commences to wail.

Entering Wolf's red-dwarf, m-class sun.
Thawed, I recalibrate the ACF sail
For low-level orbit around planet 1061.
The lander is prepped to auto-bail.
Message received at base Alpha Centauri --
Four years to Earth and Dale.

A fuchsia sky and gravity-rich mass.
I scan for colonists, to no avail.
Starlight dining with my android lass,
Upgrade face of porcelain-pale.
I signal, farm, rave, survive and wait.for
A reply from Earth and Dale.

I deflate and weep at the message reaped:
She was killed by a rusty nail!
On mission eve she planned and weaved,
Then cloned her brain to scale.
Bestowed to a droid, my darling destroyed --
'Twas a masterful, Holy Grail code employed.
We walk together the newly trail --
Zeke Tand android, Dale....


Poem Details | by andy thomson |
Categories: computer, girl, love, science fiction, sound, space, voice,

Stereolab

Digital beauty encoded in space
Densely packaged with binary relays
A hybrid of English et en Français
Dreaming out loungey soft beats and delays
 
Super 45’s and magnetic tape
Transfers of energy through vintage keys
Trading the lead to entrance and escape
Analog phases alighting the breeze
 
Delicate spires of open finesse
Hushed drones that mingle in the subsonic
Limitless visions in limited press
Mixing it down into Duophonic
 
Sensual ribbons of Marxist ideals
Consciously rolling Motorik appeal


Poem Details | by The Fringe |
Categories: funny, love, science fiction,

What Big Beautiful Eyes You Have

Mushroom clouds cover the planet
And deadly viruses to advance the plan
An obsolete species draws its last breath
The dust settles on the skulls of man

Souls free to soar the heights
From the direction of alien minds
Too emotional to appreciate the splendor
For our unreasonably fear-based kind

The repopulation of the Earth
With a half-hybrid stoic people
Eyes as big as those we've all seen
In the tabloids that made us chuckle

Factories for test-tube breeding
As operational as an assembly line
Producing state-of-the-art organic widgets
DNA mixed with another alien bloodline

Souls sucked out of the atmosphere
Into new bodies we are embedded
Now able to control our impulses
The Neanderthal gene extracted

Like an employee of the month
Doing my job as been instructed
I have a sudden deja vu
From something beautifully sculpted

I notice an exceptional female
Some how I feel a connection
As if in some way I have known her
Feeling something called 'inspiration'

I follow her with like a puppy
Then she turns to look at me
All four enormous eyes soften
And we continue our beautiful telepathy


Poem Details | by reyhan yucebay |
Categories: life, love, peace, philosophy, science fiction,

my love

Winds blows your hair  
Kisses  salty  crystals
Eyes of yours hit ocean
Rocks planets still rebourne 
In many spoken languages
In many dimensions 
Anywhere in any times
I be with you  to bless
Stop  drifting clocks


Poem Details | by Ken Carroll |
Categories: beautiful, love, lust, science fiction,

Extraterrestrial Lover

You may not believe this
but my last lover
was an extraterrestrial
which caused me great distress
the way she transformed me
her out of this world dress.

She brings winter with her overnight
pseudo-snow fell rocket high
a siren unlike all the other girls
a pleasing form to my human eyes
making love underneath force field
captivating planetarium starlit skies.

Kisses of rapture times warp speed
circling around the rings of Saturn
I will follow her to the end of the galaxy
my lips locked to hers, I love her
beam me up my darling and kiss me
my lovely and beautiful femalien...



Poem Details | by Allexis Cook |
Categories: adventure, anxiety, betrayal, change, first love, rights, science fiction,

Line of Fire

I'm Stuck in the Line of Fire                    
                                            




 In all the years I’ve been alone, in all the days that I’ve spent, staring at a wall,
 I’ve learned a few things.
 I’ve learned that when you’re not perfect, no one wants youI’ve learned that when you’re different, 
people get scaredAnd when people get scared, they do one of two things
Fight or flight.
 It’s human nature in three wordsFight or flight.
 You either run, or you stand your ground
People rarely control this
Some people can force themselves to fight when they’d rather run
Other people choose to run for their safety, because even though they want to fight they know that they, 
or someone they care for, 
will get hurt
And still there are others, who don’t seem to careDon’t care about others, that is
They don’t fight, they can’t flight
 They make a line of people in front of themselves to protect them
What would you do if you were put in that line? Forced to protect people,
 who would rather shoot you in the head than miss their morning tea? 
Worse yet, what if, for some reason, you fall in love
And that person, the only person who doesn’t cringe at the sight of you, or run when you say hello,
 is put in that line? How do you protect them,
 how do you tell them to fight, when you yourself,
 can’t do anything but run? 
                                  


Poem Details | by JAY JOHNSON |
Categories: sad, satire, school, science, science fiction, sea, seasons, sister, social, son, song-sorry, space, sports, sympathy, teen, thank you, time, uplifting, urban, visionary, war, wedding, wifelove,

tHE gRAVE yARD Of LoVe






                                



                                         Long love day's has past.
                                 My mind felt with howling storms,
                                 grasping to hold on to vanishing love.
                                 Rape and abandon my weary soul
                                 transpires, poring with instant fires.
                                 Oh this dark secret love does thy life
                                 destroy.
                                 Like amorous birds of pray,
                                 Once ways, and known devoured
                                 Your beauty no more to befound
                                 nor shall the sound of your voice.
                                 Love to dust, love to ashes.
                                 Our love has now gone to a private place.
                                        The grave yard of love.


Poem Details | by Teddy Kimathi |
Categories: art, lost love, philosophy, sad, science fiction, vanity,

The Time Machine

(I was inspired by the movie "The Time Machine", to write this piece)


For days, weeks, and months,
he became a hermit of science,
working on a device 
to return to his beloved, to return
things as they were four months,
and a fortnight ago; two lovers
embracing a romantic walk together,
in a snowing evening.

Memories of her smile and good heart
gave him courage to create a device
that would make him disappear
from the present,
and meet her in the past.

He depended upon physics to alter
time and fate; to return his joy
and meaning once again…..


Poem Details | by charles hice |
Categories: imagination, parody, people, satire, science fiction, social, sorry, valentines day, education, day, fish, jesus, love,

ValentinesDay

 ValentinesDay 
ValentinesDay 

 
 
A Massacre 
 
 
 
CharlaXFabels 
 
FortyEighth 
 Valentines Saint Massacre Day was in Chicago the man played them a tune on 
his fiddleThe Aftermath The newspapers instantly picked up on the crime, 
dubbing it the "StValentine's Day Massacre." The story appeared on front pages 
around the country, making Capone a nationwide celebrityWhile Capone 
seemed to revel in his new fame, he also had to deal with the new level of 
attention from federal law enforcement officialsCapone is sitting by his 
swimming pool catching his non existent fish and he begins to reminisce this is 
Capone speaking now "The boys missed MORAN it was a terrible thing" The 
spaghetti was gotten cold and now the fish that eye find will have to do to feed the 
diseases in my mind eye the Capone knoe that now eye am just dying of all the 
real good timesAlphonse "Al" Capone was one of the most famous U.S
gangsters during the 1930s, a Chicago-based boss involved in illegal gambling, 
bootlegging (illegal alcohol) and prostitutionCapone got his start in New York, 
working as a thug and bouncer (where he got the three scars that spawned his 
nickname, "Scarface").Al Capone spent the last year of his Alcatraz sentence, 
which had been reduced to six years and five months for a combination of good 
behavior and work credits, in the hospital section being treated for syphilisHe 
was released in November of 1939 and taken to a hospital in Baltimore where 
he was treated until March of 1940For his remaining years, Capone slowly 
deteriorated while staying at his Palm Island estate in MiamiOn January 25, 
1947, he died of cardiac arrestEye saw a stranger carry love in his right hand 
today he carried his love in his hand a bunch of flowers in a wrapper for a vase 
and eye thought of Al Capone disgracedEye can still remember the movie how 
he bit the punk's ear in Jail to make him think that he got sick tooThe only thing 
worse than that is to lay in a blanket that has been stolen many timesOn 
another of his movies the floozie was in bed asking him if he liked it too of course 
they was talking about manicuresHe made the Chicken if he made creation 
was it the full blown bird or just the egg it would make no difference to that 
Chicken only to the education evolutionA small reference to the Jesus how can 
anyone still please himThere is a marker on ALS grave My Jesus Mercy


Poem Details | by charles hice |
Categories: imagination, science fiction, teen, wifeheart, old, heart, love, old,

ScourMoueINn

 ScourMoueINn 
ScourMoueINn 
 
Sahrah tendsSahrah tends the bar at the InnThe ScourMoueINnShe washes dishes 
passes out Ale to the largesse man drinks droughts ever paysIN the corner passing 
unnoticed is the small monkish man with the leer, so eye watch young Sahrah tendWhen 
approached reproaches some nervous curses foiledFoible but talented drinking no ale at his 
table but soda just impaling his eye upon Sahrah, sure he is never noticed young love never 
notices old wantHis blemishes failsShe comes laying left on the table near the old mans 
soda was a Valentine Heart full of young love twisting it turning it over the old man read 
Sahrah loves..but the namme was failing no namme was forthcoming his misunderstanding 
was in thinking Sahrah never loves him, she loves everyone just the same as she tends even 
himThe largesse man no threat head bent half asleep full of Ale on the tableThey soon all 
get awaySahrah cameShe stood looking inside like all young women have there own 
interest doReaching her hand out to touch once the elder mans beardThen they left the 
largesse man there asleep turned the Key to the Door of the InnA Valentines Heart will 
come trueAt the ScourMoueINnSarah tends



Poem Details | by Earl Schumacker |
Categories: adventure, appreciation, creation, fantasy, identity, love, science fiction,

Android In Love

            Android In Love

Recellularized Android 887-V landed directly from the void
On unexplored planet 59-G in sector 23 today   
Electromagnetic shifting components and arrays deployed as planned
Without delay several probes were cast
Placed on display on the baron world
On the cold blue frozen rocks and oceans
The remote dim sun gave little hope for light
Like a small white dot laying down the last rays of life 
Landing gray on the last known place in the galaxy
Android 887-V came back to being
Triggered by a crisp green pulsing electron beam 
There to survey everything in sight
To walk the remote world with directives sharp and clear
In proper programmed cyborg style, ordered from beyond
Confidence in what it is designed to do
Methodical recordings, storing’s, gatherings of everything
Then it fell… and all that ended
A sharp object, something jagged, caught its metallic lowest edge 
Causing a slip and tumble down the ice cliff   
Shattering most of its components in the snow
Its brain switched off and on and sizzled
Right there it fell in love with something
More precisely, it was a blue green crater 
Of perfect rim, dimension, size and depth
That caught its eye and observation
It found a proper spot to rest its injured head 
Android 887-V came to work and to explore            
But found much more
It landed in the crater, in love, a childlike toy
A play thing in the void
Feeling almost like a human being 
That found its one and only thing
A true hold on reality
It simply wants to be alone 
With his one true love, his crater
Formed, created here by nature 
The final thing in the universe and from the void
An android needs, to fill in the holes in life
This hole in planet 59-G sector 23 is here
It is his everything