A poetic short sword, to freely cut, chop or stab in hand-to-hand combat with my rats. (©, copyright, auteursrecht).
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Planet Earth Observed
Solar system class A
Covered in clouds
Two thirds water
Multiple life forms
One dominating all
Human mortals
With irrational behavior
Some of criminal mind
Nuclear armed and dangerous
Hailing into deep space
Approach with caution
Vessels cloaked
You’re currently reading “Alien Space Log,” an entry on Gladius Poeticus
7.18.12 / 12pm
I love this poem! However, I would replace the last line “Vessels cloaked” with “Approach with love”.
7.18.12 / 12pm
Hmmm, because you are a love person. Not bad. But that would change the meaning completely, I think. Thanks! xox
7.18.12 / 12pm
Yes, I am a love person and I can’t help trying to change fear into love every time I see it! 🙂
7.18.12 / 12pm
That’s why I love you 🙂
7.18.12 / 12pm
Ohhh!! And I love you right back!!
7.25.12 / 4pm
Reminds me of a Twilight Zone episode — the one with aliens who regard humans as barbaric and uncivilized — yes!
7.25.12 / 11pm
Yes! There is some truth in there. Thanks!
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