Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Sorry to keep you guys waiting for the next six poems that are the sequel to the previous six poems. Here they are. Enjoy!



The new being grows,
Encased in its gel egg shell,
It will dispatch woes.



Har! Dar! Bar!
What be this blob?
Pass me my cigar.
Arr! This be encased in a crystalline glob.

Don't mistake me for a scurvy Pirate!
Hahar! This feel squishy between my fingers.
This will please my viking brothers, especially the pilot.
Aieee! I think me sees pincers!

Hoho! This substance seems to hold an egg.
Oh no! Me dropped the egg as the sea ebbed.
Humph!... Errr! This jump hurt me leg.
Us vikings will never wear stupid peg legs!



Sssavage brute is spotted
He'sss all alone and knotted
Yess, I'll make him my savory supper
I shall be hisss Doom! His Destructor!
Is that a saucer in his hands?
No! It is an egg he found on the banks.



Bert has problem, I hear others with my doldrum.
Near the egg is a Balkan? Who has strong fulcrums?
Oh me master, me sense a conundrum. Must me face a squadron?
The egg must be in my hands, else it be a problem.
Bert also detects another demon. Will they fight and create a flotsam?



I don't smell it my brother Erebus.
Thou think the egg may have been disposed of?
Pause my fellow, I spy robotic tracks.
My nostrils smell milk and honey in this path.
OH! How great is my wrath! Khrushchev is back!



The egg's fate
lies with
He.

Should
all mourn?
or feel glee?

Monday, May 28, 2012

First Post

Greetings, viewers. This is a very special blog that will contain sci-fi fantasy poems fabricated from the depths of my mind. I hope you enjoy the supernatural tales I tell. Here are my first six poems:


Blastula, Blastula
You will develop into a grastula
All creatures begin as such
From a little ball of cells, nothing much
Oozing lava from one-foot diameter craters
Nobody knows what this group of cells will turn into later

Life, life begins from cells
Sometimes these things go to fiery Hell
Arise! ARISE! new organism
Come into fruition out of that shape called prism
Meteors shower across the starry night sky
Awaiting the creature to crawl out and say hi



Robot, bleep blerp bloop
Intro-ducing, Bert hee hello hi whoop
Mission, seek Terra egg
Can't return home, else lose leg
Master be displeased
Scrap my metal
Hurt me parts with his squeeze
Bert hopes he find it soon
Before Earth sees New Moon

Bzzzp, Eeee! zip zip
Incoming message, this I'll read
Hee! Hoo! Interesting new news feed
Signs of a new creature near 700 pip



Searing Sizzling sun
Very bright light before me is shun
Sigh, so little Satan sees
Me, Satan, slithering serpent, makes everything flee
Sorry sad me
My belly hurts, EEE!
Yesss! A fresh scythe seer asunder
This should feed me well, I hope that meanwhile I don't become another's plunder.



Today, a lot of hot bots are sought
Mott's apricot juice won't be enough
Viking Brothers!
Doth anyone know how to make an otter omelet?
Famine's crafty work hath wrought bodies all dead
On this October, even the ocelot brought an empty stomach
Naught, naught, all this hunting done for naught
Curse you Gorgoth the giant killing bot
Rot, rot, rot in your turd cot!



Erebus my partner, please come hither.
Dragon fellow, don't be crushed under that harrow.
We have to protect the new being 'til he
Grows into a full adult being. Before
That, we must find it. Hmm, I wonder if
It is currently safeguarded by He.



Beasts of this
Land, Earth
Think

Where
Could the
New thing be?