Ufo

Unwelcome visitor lands in field Farmer goes out to investigate Our hero wonders what he will see Upward he looks into the night sky Fast approaching ships are all around Over and under all the lights dance Unfortunately he's on his own Friend or foe he did not really know One man feeling he is without hope Undulating wheat covers the ground Fire is the answer that he seeks One tiny match sets the field aflame Up and away the saucers all fly Fleeing from the blaze that he had set Our hero looks up and waves goodbye Project U.F.O. I used U.F.O. for each stanza and wrote about U.F.O.s for good measure. For form I chose I do not Know, I thought it would be good to choose Unidentified Form Of Poetry otherwise known as U.F.O.P