Poems
It Was An Accident
I just
wanted you
to know
it was
an
accident
my glass of milk
your computer
I’m sorry
let me remind you
it was an
accident
you know
accidentally
walking to close
accidentally
tipping my milk
but I learned
how computers
work
It was an
education
in itself
the holes
in the computer
can’t get filled
with milk
it will
sparkle and fizz
crackle and spark
as it died
it’s lifeless shell
left on the table
don’t shake your fists
don’t tear out your hair
I bet you could
buy another one
Maybe
Patchwork Quilt
threads
fabrics
colors
light
laughter
warmth
cold
night
steaming
chocolate
dried
tears
calling
me
year
after
year
dusty
cabinet
worn
trunk
bundle
of
hope
in
my
arms
cuddles
a
baby
gives
warmth
to
the
sick
my
patchwork
quilt
My Perfect Planet
I don’t want to be,
under the sea,
or flying in a space ship too
but somehow, some way
I’m sitting here today
I press a few buttons
rise into the air and
watch the disappear with despair
I’m here on a mission to save mankind
from pollution, global warming,
and ozone layer trouble
Zooming through the atmosphere
not sure if my objective is clear
I’m to find a planet
suited for us
It’s taken three years
to find, now it’d here
It’s My Perfect Planet
It’s My Perfect Planet
that will save our race
It’s like earth’s twin
it’s a huge win
It’s our fresh new start
We’ll give it our best
What’s wrong with Earth’s
not the planet but people
If we can change
and I know we will
we’ll make it through
hand in hand
I’ve planted our flag,
and named it quite well
we’ll live on a place
Named My Perfect Planet
Stories
A Rip in Time
People say that time machines are big old things you find in a museum. Or that in 2200 will be produced in top secret labs. In all the movies it’s a mad scientist who goes back in time or a group of kids who were just playing around. It’s no joke. TIme travel it real. And it’s not all that the movies say it is.
On an ordinary day, on an ordinary street, me and my best friend Lily. Sadly if everything was ordinary Lilly would still be here. And she’s not. Looking back we were just silly girls with silly dreams. We had just seen Back to the Future 2 and were pondering over the thought of time travel. “I wish we could go to the future.” I said gazing at the sunset. Then a single leaf detached itself from it’s anchor and landed on my hand. When Lily tried to grab it and both our hand where touching the first leaf of fall we disappeared.
There was no way to describe what I felt in those few brief seconds. It was almost as if being shocked or electrocuted except a hundred times more painful. No excruciating. I could feel the electricity flowing through my body. I hit the ground and felt a searing pain. Not as bad as before but still awful. The ground was on fire. Everything was. Our oak tree, Bob, we were sitting beneath just a minute ago had flames eating away at the bark I had run my hands over time after time after time. The bench had already been reduced to ashes. A faded sign that said L b rt 2983 was almost gone.
I turned around just in time to see Lily, crumple to the ground, the leaf fluttering from her tight grip. I snatched the leaf up and closed my eyes. Please. Please. Please. I think. I start to cry and hold Lily’s hand for a moment until i realize what had happened when we were brought here. I press the leaf in between our hands and we shoot off. We land on crystal white tile and it takes me a moment to realize it is being stained by Lily sticky warm blood. Turning toward my best friend and can hardly recognize her with such a sickly pale color to her instead of her usual rosy cheeks. I checked her pulse and have to bit my tongue to keep from screaming. Dead. Just like our world. I had seen things. Horrible, horrible things. All the greed and need for power will destroy us. I tried to tell others what I saw but no one believed me. Our world will die in flames. Just like Lily
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