Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

The Science of Fiction

Frankenstein’s monster
bears not only his name
but his own body-parts…
heart, soul and spirit
invested in 
all our creations; 

also given credit
are Gods and angels,
more than passive participants
how they influence our minds:
(Mary’s poetic truth,
manipulating DNA’s--
new cures, and hells 
yet to come….)

All science is fiction
and all fiction
our science—20,000
leagues of imagination;
infinite for the swimmer
as well the afoot, sorting grains
of sand where the sea ends
and the land-trek begins--

How far off
is the next mystery,
the alien in me asks?--
his serpent tongue
and doe-like eyes,
my terrestrial man
and my demons--real
as the absence of nose
on his green face.

We breathe in and out fiction,
planted on dead trees
or charged into space…
what grows,
may not be always truth
but always a reality.

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Silent One March 11, 2018 at 6:17 PM Interesting poem Joe... You make a valid point.. Joseph P. DiMino March 11, 2018 at 11:22 PM Hi Si; I wrote this for one of the contests, Science Fiction contest. I am far more comfortable when I write winging it until something clicks as opposed to starting with a theme. I hope there is something here of quality and value. Thank you my friend!