The Box
The aeroplane lay upside down
At the bottom of the lake quite profound
How it came to be here
Was a story that was not clear
There were no markings that would last
And it appeared the water landing was not very fast
Its door was blown off the side
And it sparked my interest of what was inside
There was a sealed box bobbing around
So I manoeuvred it without a sound
And it floated out and up to the water’s surface
I pushed it over to the landing place
The box itself was so very light
I was able to put it in the van and close it tight
And I pondered what to do next
Thinking what was inside made me so perplexed
I drove it home and locked the garage door
Sipping a scotch I thought some more
Picking up my pry bar
And with one push it opened up with a jar
It wasn’t peculiar in its shape
With a video screen to contemplate
And when I touched it came to be switched on
With scenes of an alien world to wonder upon
But the biggest surprise was the fade to one
Back to a being whose speech had just begun
The universal translator said to me
“Contact made we are locked in, we will come and see.”
© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © Paul Warren | Year Posted 2018
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