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First Contact

so after it landed something grey walked out of it down a ramp that looked like it couldn't have been part of the ship moments ago they appeared familiar with where they stood blue bottle eyes scanning old friends from millennia ago I think he was trying to put one of his three fingers on what had changed, passing clouds smirking as they drifted by, anyway, to cut a long story short, they seemed a bit put out and it was all a little awkward

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Ink Empress

Date: 11/8/2023 1:09:00 AM

What a creative and clever write this is! Fun read and I absolutely love the way you’ve woven words together especially the clouds smirking ending! Brilliant! Pleasure reading your work as always

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 11/8/2023 5:20:00 AM

So gald you liked it, thanks for all your support, it's very much appreciated

David Fisher

Date: 11/7/2023 5:20:00 PM

I like your take on first contact. It seems plausible, the way you wrote it indeed.

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 11/7/2023 10:51:00 PM

Thank you David, I appreciate you taking the time to read my poem

Mark Hughes

Date: 11/7/2023 11:55:00 AM

Clive, you are other worldly, puzzling piece, I need some help here.

Mark Hughes
Date: 11/7/2023 12:49:00 PM

Clive, thanks so much, I was thinking the same. I thought perhaps I might be missing something.

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 11/7/2023 12:18:00 PM

Hi Mark, my silly sense of humour on the premise that aliens visit but it's not actually their first time here, now millenia after, we've collectively forgotten who they are and the meeting was awkward haha, the ancient alien theorists might like it.