Muffin Man Writing Circle


The Encounter Deuce
March 4, 2008, 10:06 pm
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We made our way

On one night

Past the first day

At the sun’s last light

A starship descended

When darkness departed

The drugs ascended

 

There were stars

In the grip of children’s arms

Fire fell from the sky

Embers laid to rest

But did not die

 

Our armies did what they could

With lasers, against it they stood

 

There was a crash

 A creature emerged

Inside a bubble

It hid – submerged

 

One, two, three, four!

Another crash

Louder than before

 

Smoke and mirrors is what it used

And when the shots shot back

They pointed back at you!

 

I saw what my eyes could take

Then I shut them

For my heart’s own sake

 

There was a whir

All the rest

Became a blur

 

The wind blew

And the rain felt cold

My flashlight went dim

The batteries were old

 

Guided by my wits and guile

I treaded down a moonlit mile

Toward my chamber palace

Where I could lay my thoughts to sleep

And pray the Lord my soul to keep.