Long Spaceme Poems
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The countryside was silent as midnight was approaching
On the porch I sat content with a Brandy a toasting
The calmness around me on this moonlit tranquil night
Whilst drifting clouds curtained, and blanketed her from sight
So I arose from my chair intending to retire for the day
When a light in the distance outshone the moons display
One became two as they disappeared into the black
My mind so in overdrive as my thoughts now never lacked
Inquisitive as I am, I headed out to investigate
It's about an hour from my house, I hope I'm not too late
Many miles walking, trudging in the pitch black dark
With just a paltry torch, up ahead I see an arc
It appears to be connecting, to the two lights I had earlier seen
Once again my minds in wander, these lights are actually machines
They started glowing brighter as the arc increased in size
Then from the light two beings appeared, right before my eyes
Initially they were of ashen colour, skeletal empty shapes
They now appear to be shape shifting, like me in skin clad drape
Into the light they turn, revealing their look to me
Human form they certainly are, but hideous they appear to be
Before me stands a male and female, with looks you'll never see
Where have these beings come from that parade in front of thee
He who looks like cyclops with teeth that fills his face
She resembles a Masai woman, not really out of place
The arc now changes direction, shooting beams into the darkened sky
Now other lights appear from the black, it's time to wonder why
With care I head off home, witnessing many more lights a falling
If they carry what I have just seen, theres more to come a calling
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Little dish of a thing tiny and humble,
standing tall at the heart of them all,
hose in hand a quiet thing. Said hi to me.
Right there at the beat of the Dark Tower
and I knew before a second or an hour,
that it's true. I said hi to her too.
Her mind carries the Uni.Verse. Not three
digit but more in her eyes, I could see it
recognized. Little dish of a thing washes
the dishes I bring. Sever passes dirty
the plates to sea a washer washing
inside the machine. We said hi on day 2.
Again.
"Do you know high math" when you wash?
Eyes gleaming behind the mist and noise,
the Washer kept watch with silver poised,
for the cleaning. Her layer is steaming hot
and her eyes scream know me not... but,
I befriended her anyway.
Because she plays. There in the Passage and
framed in the Gates our eyes met Lights in a
beam of water and steam our eyes, both gleam.ing
Sounds of the machine are screaming and Time
isn't moving as we See. You are Me echoes
two in recognition in Vision, In Number. Old
schooled and humble in silent knowing we stood
passing the dishes to and fro in and over the
flow of water, eyes burning with a knowledge of
the Ancient Great Fire.
And we hug in exchange of a glance
.... called recognition. Little dish of a wish
I made came true when she called me by
a friendly name too. Then we shook hands
knowing that we'd speak again.
Our arrangements set firm.
The Washer faded Way then.... her eyes pull
back into the Myst and the dishes bang. Only
silence now from the machine...
Good work began...
In a Great Friendship, Just. Beginning.
~In Universal Understanding~
~There Came a Great Land.~