Calloused hands
Grasp moonlight
Stars light up
A picture frame
Of mystery
And foreboding
Out of body
Classed insane.
A cosmic flight
Chariot jewelled
To race across
An alien sky
Observing mankinds
Cruelty
Allowed
By you and I.
An essence unknown
In vibrating sound
Merely light
In another prism.
Mystic traveller
Hooded clawed
Transfixed
Microchipped.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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Comments1
Foreign, alien, robotic, mechanical are words that come to mind with this poem. Nicely written
thanking you, appreciated
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