Sunday, January 12, 2014

Above the Earth

Outside my window
The winter moon is waning,
Dancing center stage
To a thousand spinning stars.
They blink to the beat
Of their own sky-mist melody,
Birds pause center-flight,
Black briars that hang themselves
Across a gray-cloud horizon
Like ornaments frozen in time.
Children stand, elbows perched
On dusty bedroom window sills,
Tiny, sly magicians,
Perhaps young martians
To the timid sky people
Who watch them swing
In city parks then
Plant and kill the same flowers,
Feed their hungry mouths
From the girth of this world,
Then cultivate it for the killing.
And, afraid of the harm in human nature,
They spin their breathless secrets
Into the 6th dimension
Of so many other galaxies
Where friendlier beings smile
As they catch sky dust
Between the kindness
Of curious fingers.

*Written for a prompt a dVerse Poets
*This poem was inspired by a conversation I saw on a social networking platform, the question of life outside our own galaxy.  Many people stated that if there were aliens, they have watched us for eons, afraid of us because of our barbaric ways...how we kill each other with wars, starve each other with greed, and kill our planet for monetary value.  

6 comments:

  1. it indeed must be scary to watch us from a foreign galaxy... maybe we would act different if we tried to look at what we do from an alien's point of view... cool where the view out your window took you..

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  2. def get a bit of fear at the human nature...using that which can bring life to kill as well...seeing the kids in the windows...they are the dangerous ones in a good way with their imaginations...maybe they can save us you know?

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  3. Children stand, elbows perched
    On dusty bedroom window sills,
    Tiny, sly magicians,
    Perhaps young martians
    To the timid sky people
    ...

    ...I like these lines...the imagery you put fourth in this piece is definitely something to ponder.

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  4. It is true there is much to dread in humankind...but there is also kindness, love and beautiful poems such as yours.

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  5. Fascinating thoughts to look out in to space and imagining... we always tend to think of these being as benign when in reality they could be kind an caring... nice interpretation.

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