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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required TEA WITH ALIENS (-Revise 9-27-17) Flew, starburst all, and dark of depth, to travel deep in space, they wept. From sadness in their search, to find, some “Others” just like them, a sign. That they were not alone, a speck, proof others too had made this trek. Other times they sought connection, up and out to find direction. They flew their ships out into space, to find themselves a chic new race. They’d build a home beyond, out there, to save themselves from dark despair. They'd find a place much like their home, and build the Earth beneath a dome. They'd mock the mountains, light, and sea, and summon aliens home to tea. They'd learn from them new tricks and grace, and share with Earth, from outer space. Back on Earth while seeking sameness, paradoxes hung-on aimless. They could never invite to tea, their neighbors varied by degree. With politics, and faiths, diverse, the “Them” and “Us” became their curse. Ever looking for each other, in the stars but under cover. And seeking creatures, sweet and thin, alien folks with pearly skin. And if they prayed to lesser gods, they’d teach them all that their’s were frauds. Brave space cowboys or pioneers would soldier forth these last frontiers. They'd search for planets, clean and new, and look for green and search for blue. Two moons are fine, to homestead Mars, then venture next, to clustered stars. Earthlings different, each one rare, in all colors, creed and prayer. In every spirit, face and name, the story there remains the same. They will not see they have their treat, the heaven sought is at their feet. They wrecked this spaceship here called Earth, and took their children’s cherished worth. Making tea parties for détente, with humans acting nonchalant. And “Them and us” it came to be, while visiting aliens and sipping tea. By Edlynn Nau © March 14, 2015
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