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The Last Few Neurons Fire

The air feels dark. What a curse to know I'm alone the last on the ship drifting through space. The ice creeps up my hand I know I didn't make it - when the rubble hit a hole broke through and the universe became silent. Let me float amongst the stars and freeze, at least I won't be there when Earth is vacant.

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Chetta Achara

Date: 2/5/2024 2:06:00 PM

Congratulations on your placement in my Science Fiction Poetry Contest. I found the scenario in your poem to be an excellent portrayal of a situation that is familiar to Sci Fi fans. Well done. Chetta

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 2/5/2024 12:24:00 PM

An unfortunate circumstance. That would be a lonely experience. Congratulations on your win.

Beata Agustin

Date: 2/3/2024 9:33:00 PM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.