Best Sighting Poems
Poor Rudolph one night hurt his hoof
by landing on somebody’s roof.
I got a good look!
A photo I took,
but lost it! Dang, there goes my proof.
syllables: 8/8/5/5/8
It’s hard to ask the right questions,
their answers easier made
The hammer cocked, the truth in sight
—through crosshairs query bade
(Radnor Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
Epic Sighting
Above the mountainous jagged peaks
Demonic clouds drift over its plain
a hamlet of spires set in front of
A tall black monolithic structure
Encompassing it for protection
And to quell intrusion from the forces
Should any harm befall it pray not
As a mother would in times of need
But the dire scene is softened by
the ambience of pink that awaits
to overtake the passing darkness
and blending with the golden hamlet
That sets on the precipice of light
Endears the brightness ending night
Epic Sighting Contest November 26, 2015
Picture #1 Ralph Sergi
sponsored by Poet Destroyer
Dedicated to: Evgeniya & Constantine
Genuine True Love Sighting
Just felt like I had to share
A few thoughts that I wrote
Of how you both inspire me
So this is a thank you note
Now first I will tell you
A few things about me
With a brief description
And a little bit of history
Been divorced five times
Raised my children on my own
Working several jobs at a time
And now they are all grown
With sixteen grandchildren
And another one on the way
I’m filled with many blessings
And most thankful each day
I carry a cheerful attitude
Keeping on the sunny side
Try to always help others
And most rules I do abide
There is just one little thing
In this life I wasn’t certain of
If there could possibly really be
Two people who share true love
Every once in a blue moon
I’ve caught a glimpse or two
Of some couples who appear
To be carrying love that’s true
My hopes have stayed high
For there to be a possibility
That true love really exists
Maybe even one day for me
Then the day finally came
When I saw the both of you
Walking together hand in hand
With a genuine joy shared by two
You both shined so brightly
Initially it was a big surprise
Then many more times again
I could hardly believe my eyes
I knew I had to say something
So I could let you both know
How much you encouraged me
With true happiness that shows
Today I saw you both again
When I drove down the alley
As you sat on that yellow bench
Laughing together so happily
I stopped for just a moment
As a smile grew on my face
To catch a view of two people
Enjoying each other’s space
You do share something special
A relationship of the right kind
That genuine true love together
Most people are searching to find
Some people never really find it
And some will never even try
Some never knew they had it
Until it has slipped right on by
Never let go of what you have
Just hold on through eternity
Because that’s what true love
Is genuinely supposed to be
Florence McMillian (Flo)
EPIC SIGHTING (Picture 1).
Castle on a crag,
Climbing there a total drag,
Snowy wintry blasts,
Heroes bred to last,
Tales of battles long,
Entranced the throng,
Gathered around their kings,
Enemies circling in rings,
Dark impending skies,
Queen's lovelorn sighs,
Epic sightings brave,
Maidens aloft did wave,
Foe retreat now to caves,
Valiant warriors to their graves,
Their women, alone, age,
From Gothic history, a page,
Saga written by this mage,
Time's backward glance to flag,
A glimpse of a castle on a crag.
One night I saw an unusual sight
gliding across the sky,
moving along quite slowly
and it didn’t seem very high.
Shining like a beam of light
but silent as a cloud,
surrounded by a pale blue mist
which acted as a shroud.
Shaped just like a boomerang
but it’s metal shone so bright,
even through the misty aura
It needed no other light.
I followed with my eyes
for as far as I could see,
but I soon lost sight of it
when my vision was blocked by a tree.
Later I tried to find out
just exactly what I had seen,
even enquired at an RAF base
but they didn’t seem very keen.
I will always have the memory
but nothing else to show,
what it was I saw that night
I guess I’ll never know.
Unlike anything in the sky before,
Forget what you thought was true;
Outer Space is all a mystery
Shrouded in secrecy;
Intense lights and sounds,
Gravity with sensory overload;
How do we sit and believe
That we are all alone?
Instead look around with clear eyes;
No way to pretend as your
Gazing upon a Spaceship.
Epic Sighting Contest
A streak in the sky filled with colored light,with splashes of pink on each ray,
And cerulean waves of particle collections, makes my visibility a true design.
Way above the frigid landslide,
I start to see...
I start to imagine...
I start to bask....
In the embellishment of the radiance in the sky,
Without return to where...
I used to belong,
I tried to forget my past,
Where I belong now.
No longer do I reside in that desolate land,
Dry, polluted and forsaken, I shall live where I choose,
And I've chosen the immaculate palace, above the clouds and
Just underneath heaven...
Prisms of rainbow light flashing through my soul,
As it regenerates from being so lifeless from down below....
Don't miss the waste land,
Moving forward came so quick,
I feel so at peace.
There's a castle made of ice crystals, sparkling diamonds shining through all directions from the sun. Dangling pieces melting into radiant beauty. This journey was not planned. Fate had it to be for my life and my life only. I always knew I would be happy one day...
The distance was too vast and my life seemed too modest...so there I was, walking a thousand miles north east to find out,
I need this in life,
Crystal castle up above,
Grateful that I'm home.
Written By: Laura Urbaniak
November 3, 2015
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer
It was a bright day—
I was walking down the street
when I saw him.
Headphones on,
a smile resting easy on his face—
as if even the smile
was drawn to him.
He walked past me
like I wasn’t there.
But I froze,
turned back…
and giggled.
ex girlfriend sighting
oh how she looks so depressed
my day is now made!
He frolicked through the grass
And then he clambered up a tree,
Gazing at the cars all filled
With wide-eyed folk like me.
The traffic slowed so everyone
Could get a little peek
At the black bear yearling (give or take),
The highlight of the week.
It's such a treat to catch a glimpse
Of wildlife in the wild.
Perhaps that bear, confronting us,
Was equally beguiled.
Those wooden meant to for all season,
Blue painted motored boats beacon,
Us to calm green sea waters,
To sail on and that’s all that matters.
The calm green waters dolphin rides,
Deep inside when the tide subsides.
Eight pals and two sailors sailed on
On a boat with the rent haggled upon.
Two and a half miles have gone,
Into the waters we sail on,
Squealing and giggling in delight,
Adrenalin pumped up and over excite.
The motor the sailor cuts off,
Over and over with a bit of scoff,
The dolphins they say swim and are gone
By the dull sounds of the motor whirr &drone.
Waves they splash frothy sprays
On the bodies bathed in hot sunrays,
Shrills cries of joy erupt,
From us sightseers eight on a glimpse of dolphins seen abrupt.
The wet bath suits and sun tans,
Some with hand held beer cans,
Watch the dolphins frolic in the sea
Cavorting in graceful curves both she and he.
The sailor maneuvers you to the place
Of marine life ,pelagic birds his boat with grace,
The sight of these magnificent mammals,
Feeding and playing their bodies look coated with enamel.
The thrill so great just to watch,
These mammals is just top notch
This pod of dolphins swim away,
We watch through misty sea sprays.
Salty breeze seep in our hair,
Smiling sun shines on our burnt backs bare,
The dull sounds of engine power,
The enchanting sounds of rythimic waves in my ears still hover.
By Sashi Prabhu(zeauoxian)
Friends go on safaris
To observe life in the wild.
Here in New York City,
All the wildlife’s fairly mild.
But yesterday I had a thrill
To vanquish any scowl
For, hidden in a leafy tree,
There sat a saw-whet owl.
Birders with binoculars
Had homed in on this treasure
And the little bird sat still,
Just filling us with pleasure.
I’ve never seen an owl alive
Except those in a zoo
And here was one in Central Park -
A saw-whet, too – who knew?
It wasn’t quite a lion
Or a zebra or giraffe
But my saw-whet owl sighting
Was excitement and a half!
The moon, beautiful
bright, and full at nine PM.
By nine twenty, she was gone.
Upstaged by dark clouds,
she gave way, and disappeared;
But oh, she was most stunning
09062017 PS Contest, Moonlight Delight, Russel Sivey, 7P
Like magic, it appeared above -
A rainbow in the sky,
Though there are those who could explain
The reasons how and why.
I much prefer believing
It's a little trick of fate
Which, after all the rain has gone,
Is cause to celebrate.
It hung there, vibrant, rich and bright,
With partial double twin.
We couldn't look away and others
Shared our joyful grin.
Yet most were just oblivious,
Their eyes not primed to greet
Such glory painted 'cross the clouds,
A rare (from Nature) treat.