Showing posts with label aliens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label aliens. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Mountains of Surf

#Scififorgeeks

Yesterday's Traits

It's the shock in store that becomes the shocking story, beyond library memoir, beyond the clapping of the eyes, beyond trusting for the perfect. 

There is an alien presence on the flip visit, the one chosen as a forgotten encounter of warm looks on cold ground.

There remains only a fistful of words, canyon chasms that can freeze-frame a mind. 

Performers examine the preservation conditions in search of  wooded areas as rain washes away all scents, all secrets. 

Attendees fuel cause for a heart to heart--one to view what the essence of home can do to the entity's face.

Some hunt for answers, others for ants. 

Either way, Darwinian anger in theHumans speaks its own language. It stands ready with answers for the lying, ready to spell you on special occasions, harboring fights between the structured and the insightful and, searching with knee-jerk mankind reminded.

Its message is simple: Today you search, while yesterday's traits become your closest friend.


Thursday, February 23, 2012

Tales From the Trail

Aloha writers, poets, and freethinkers--
     Horses seeking intelligent life is inspiration today. Enjoy!

A Fine China in Time

Find your fine china within your own time
Piece it together as a baker with a little rhyme
The center of the tale finds victory in your mouth
Couch it to play through, then plan to play it out

Crucifixion really has no true lack of old faith
The crux of fiction is truth entering the race
Animation in full is yet never anonymous
Winners on the team will make the bus

Decisions are made known or not
Proof spreads far distant from any plot
Is a hot-headed hurry really ever needed?
Aliens arrive cold unannounced, unheeded

Children run to find answers around the home
As solar flares and technology battle like Rome
To trek along with peers is a truly reasonable goal
Where the heart belongs is sheer message of the soul

To catch up with a schedule is a sole matter of pride
Who owns the timeframe is only answered inside
And what is the crime of a little drama as diet?
Federation of ideas needs republic to cry it

To arrive uninvited is to work it out
Egos pontificate while eagles have clout
Death is the dropbox where dementia rolls in
You'll be the answer, dancer of a funny little grin




patrick d, adams
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