Deep darkness surrounds her
What is this tingling in the back of her head?
She isn’t Spiderman, she’s sure of it
Then why?
What lurks there?
She bushes it off
Too many scary movies when she was young
She continues onward

A cold clammy hand touches her shoulder
She screams and turns
A well-manicured man stands there
Gorgeous green eyes
Slick black hair
Snappy suit
“I didn’t mean to startle you
Where can I find a bit to eat around here?”
Charm oozed from him
“Why there is a place-“

No time to scream
No time to struggle
No time to think before-

As the blood left her vanes
She wondered
Was this what that tingling was?
“Hell, I didn’t even know vampyres were real until-“

Deep darkness surrounds her
Now she is the reason for tingling
Turned ‘spider senses’ in for ‘bat senses’
Touches someone on the shoulder
Asks for a bit to eat
Eats

Slip slide Wosh
First time out to sea
What a sight to see

Ice all around
Black and white suits
Sliding on stomachs
Splashing into the waves
Gliding through the deep
Porpoising at high speeds

Catch a fish
Don’t let the seal catch you

The time has come
Jumping back onto the ice
Long way to travel
Waddling along

Find your mate
Laying eggs is done
Females leave the eggs in daddy daycare
They’ll be back in a few months

Fathers huddle together
Ever moving cycle
Have you’re turn on the outside

Eggs hatch, little fluff-balls
Plump Mother’s return
Father’s leave

Chicks grow large
Down starts to fall away
Time for chicks to go out on their own

Slip slide Wosh
First time out to sea
What a sight to see

The sleeper awakens.
No longer is he on a soft bed of grass,
But on an endless span of cold, dark stone.
To his surprise, there are Demons in the sky
With white and red flashing eyes
Looking down, harsh torches send a hazy yellow glow to a town.
A town of expansive sameness
The roaring of Dragons fill the steely streets
Running from place to place like ants, eyes a-glow
At last, he sees some sign of Demeter
Stumbling through the savage streets he reaches a line of trees
A small expanse of nature
But no Druid would call this home
When the creek beds reek of urine and decay
The sleeper awakens,
To a harsh realization of his future.

My lovely Stargate SG-1 poem of AWESOME!


The Chaapa'ai

Chevron one locked
Swirling vortex of shimmering light
Event Horizon
Where do you lead?

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Thousands of addresses to try
Enemy, friend, future, past
Where does this one go?

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Ruins many ages old
Babylonian, Egyptian, Norse
What dialect challenge faces us?

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Glowing eyes
Snake inside
Tok’ra, Goau’ld?

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Hi'ato, hurry
Quellshak, advise us
What’s that? Se'biu?

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Lights go on
Flushes sideways
Where to this time?

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Adventuring for peace
Saving the world one planet at a time
Wormhole X-tream

Hi obigirl,

Since you are only allowed one thread in the poetry forum, I've gone ahead and merged all of the threads you've made into one. This can be your permanent spot for your poetry. Just make a new post for each poem and you'll be good to go.

Please let me know if you have any questions.

Thanks!
Sizzla