alien
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I'm lost under these endless skies
I follow the starpath home
to a distant planet
that was my childhood home
Where panthers sing their silent songs
under the Autumn moon
and women weave a web of poems
Another high school poem, this time from senior year ELA.
The first of three poems in a final project assigned during the poetry unit.
sleeping,
I should be sleeping,
But you find me here
up and writing
keys clicking
space bar tapping
anxious but calm
intervals of still and shaking
I met you two years ago, but I never knew your name.
I was a waitress at a food kitchen when I first met you.
I instantly saw your pain.
You looked no older than twenty, but you had wrinkles like an old man.
One: When I was three years old I told everyone I knew that I was an alien from Pluto. I was born as a daughter of Pluto. I crawled my way out of the dust I was conceived in.
A shark, a ship, a vigilante
Directed by three visionary S's
Masters of their craft
70s classics, American landmarks, celluloid perfection
Filled with horror, thrills, unease
A great white adventure
My face and body are human as can be.
How come however why don't I feel a part of humanity?
I look through eyes and something joins me.
What is this being that is cohabitating, what can it be?
He's got the charm of a devil,
smile to prove it.
She's got a mind full of fate,
heart to win it.
I've got a life full of time and no one to spend it on.
Aliens. I believe in aliens.
I know they are real because I am one.
I know I'm an alien because human stare at me.
I know I'm an alien because humans often tell me I'm different.
At one point in time we believe we are the center
Whether it was while we were younger and ignorant
Or hundreds of years ago when man was just learning
Through glossy eyes I view the world
In colors to beautiful to describe
But all you see when you look at me
Is a young man with starry eyes
It's not like I haven't faced a crucible
I'm not a hero,
but i can save you from feeling worthless.
I'm not a hero,
but i have the power to make you feel important.
I'm not a hero,
but i can save you when you fall.
I'm not a hero,
You would never think of stars
Those tiny, inconsequential lights in the night sky
You would never believe our sun
Is exactly like those white lights
Its golden rays shining on your face
I get in the way
Of planes and birds flying at me
They forgot
To save the day
And the people scream
And tremble watching their walls
Disintegrate
In a fragile state