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Michael

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-08-13

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0 posted 1999-08-27 10:58 PM

Chronicle of the Unknown

The night was silent, dark and cold,
This night I once spoke of so bold.
Watching the August meteor showers
In awe of God's celestial powers.
Lying on my back, scouring the sky,
In my backyard with a childlike eye.
What I came to see that eerie night
Sure as hell wasn't a meteorite.

At first I though it was just a plane,
But then it played a trick on my brain.
Flying in loops, then hoovering still,
I knew no plane could match that drill.
Then a second and third came to eye,
Forming a triangle in the sky.
They looped together, (grace in flight),
Then shot straight up into the night.

Now I know the tricks of a weary mind -
Searching each night since never to find
That motion equaled by anything manmade
Those dancing lights ever again on parade.
When the world thinks you've dove the deep end,
When no-one you know will call you friend.
I can assure you there's no personal glory
When the Enquirer won't even buy the story.

Yet, years later I still feel this need
To tell a story that none would heed.
In such a supreme technological state,
How oxymoronic will be our fate.
For I've deciphered messages from afar,
Transmissions from an unnamed star,
Where I know they watch with laughter,
The goals mankind seems to be after.

Touching that knot behind my earlobe -
I wonder if that's where they've stuck a probe.
Or perhaps to this earth I was sent
As a form of their punishment.
Or if anyone here at all might share
This overwhelming wave of despair.
I wonder if I will ever be free
Of this human body enslaving me.

[This message has been edited by Michael (edited 09-30-1999).]

Poet deVine

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Hurricane Alley

1 posted 1999-08-27 11:53 PM

I believe!

(I believe also, that this is an eerie poem! Loved it!)

Nan

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since 1999-05-20

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2 posted 1999-08-28 08:29 AM

Michael, this is one of my very favorites of all your works - and that's saying something - I love them all....

Brad
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since 1999-08-20

Posts 5705
Jejudo, South Korea

3 posted 1999-09-27 05:24 AM

Great poem. I really liked the first two stanzas and the whole lobe thing. It was a pleasure to read (and a great contrast from what I've been reading lately)

JennyLee
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since 1999-09-01

Posts 1461
Northwestern, NJ.

4 posted 1999-09-29 07:43 PM

Bravo!
I could put this to music!
Truly good!!
What more can I say that hasn't already
been said??

DreamEvil
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since 1999-06-22

Posts 2396

5 posted 1999-09-29 08:49 PM

Excellent verse my friend and as said, a departure from your usual.

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Now and forever my heart hears ~one voice~.
DreamEvil©

Dragoness
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since 1999-08-07

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6 posted 1999-09-30 08:42 AM

Well done....are they still there??

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Set you heart free and your mind will follow.

Skyfyre
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since 1999-08-15

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Sitting in Michael's Lap

7 posted 1999-10-01 02:31 PM

"...And it sure as hell wasn't a meteorite."

That line made me laugh for some reason ... the beginning of the poem seemed so serious and reverent, I wasn't prepared for it I guess ...

This was excellent ... I am a shamelesss sci-fi fan and stuff like this really interests me ... don't think I've ever seen it in poetic form, though!

Sequel!

Nocht

Michael

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-08-13

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8 posted 1999-10-02 02:51 AM

Thank you everyone for dragging this one back up. It was one of my favorite pieces to write..well because much of it wasn't exactly sci-fi...but anyway, glad you all enjoyed and glad I got a laugh out of you, Nocht. I knew if this poem didn't have a tinge of humor the men with the white suits would be dragging me off again.

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Michael Anderson

I could not love except where Death
Was mingling his with Beauty's breath -
Or Hymen, Time, and Destiny
Were stalking between her and me.
EAP

[This message has been edited by Michael (edited 10-03-1999).]

Justin Kace
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since 1999-09-13

Posts 82
Oz

9 posted 1999-10-03 12:15 PM

...Cmon back to the 'stute now - like a good boy... Dinner is almost ready...dehydrated space-burgers tonight - just add water...

Pepper
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since 1999-08-19

Posts 3079
Southern Florida

10 posted 1999-10-03 12:25 PM

WONDER...FULL!!!! ......a fantastic read Michael..........

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May your days be filled with lots of sunshine and your nights lit up by golden moonbeams

Denise

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11 posted 1999-10-03 04:49 PM

Very enjoyable, Michael!

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Denise

Isis
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Sunny Queensland

12 posted 1999-10-03 06:37 PM

See? The TRUTH is out there!! But I don't make fun, my husband and I have seen some strange things in our lifetimes!!
Great job as always Michael, my friend..:..

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What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny, compared to what lies within us.
~Isis~
(Daughter of Mystery)

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