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Identified Flying Object

I thought I saw a mysterious glitch
A strange apparition in the night sky
At first, I assumed it must be a witch
On a broomstick making a quick fly-by,
Then, I observed her twinkling light
Which burst into flame, leaving a trail
And just as quickly ended her flight,
Now I know it was a comet without fail
From a distant galaxy out in space
Coming so close, into our atmosphere
Having for some reason lost its place
It wound up dying above me here.

Written October 6, 2022

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Caren Krutsinger Date: 10/8/2022 7:27:00 AM It is a toss up whether I love the theme or the end rhymes more. Login to Reply L Milton Hankins Date: 10/8/2022 7:57:00 AM Aw, how sweet. Thanks, Caren. I hope you have a marvelous weekend.

Becky Forbes Date: 10/6/2022 1:33:00 PM Thing again, I was sly. So glad you saw me when I flew by! Login to Reply Becky Forbes Date: 10/6/2022 7:00:00 PM :-) L Milton Hankins Date: 10/6/2022 5:58:00 PM Aw, I know better than that, Becky!

Michael Tor Date: 10/6/2022 12:47:00 PM Liked the playing of words Milton glad it was identified. Enjoyed the read my friend... Login to Reply L Milton Hankins Date: 10/6/2022 1:24:00 PM Thank you so much, Michael. You are such a faithful reader and commenter, and I appreciate you.

Jim Slaughter Date: 10/6/2022 10:53:00 AM How thrilling, L M...comet or witch...either would have been a blast for me. Login to Reply L Milton Hankins Date: 10/6/2022 11:10:00 AM (chuckling) Thanks, Jim. It was a blast, believe me. I didn't actually think it was, at first, a witch, but, hey, it's Halloween season!

Jenna Logan Date: 10/6/2022 9:59:00 AM Your identified flying object is much more interesting than the flying objects I send into space... crumpled pages of unfinished poems that I ruthlessly toss in the direction of a trash can. Most of them landing on the floor as if to say, "Now you have to deal with me again!" The price I pay for throwing it away. Login to Reply Jenna Logan Date: 10/6/2022 3:57:00 PM I spend most of my workday in front of a computer, but when thoughts come to mind and I'm on the couch, I reach for pen and paper. L Milton Hankins Date: 10/6/2022 10:15:00 AM (chuckling) It has been a long time since I wrote out a poem on a piece of paper. I'm a slave to the computer. For many years I had difficulty composing on the computer, but, as time passed, I became better at it. After I moved from my sister's home sixty years ago, they found crumpled pages I had tossed behind the sofa!

Jeff Kyser Date: 10/6/2022 9:49:00 AM Very nice, Milt. I like this one a lot. Died, only to be reborn in a verse… a comet transmogrified into a comment :-) Login to Reply L Milton Hankins Date: 10/6/2022 10:16:00 AM Thank you, Jeff. I didn't think of it that way, but you are absolutely right.