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Differences
By Shericka Murphy
I can't help but to tell you
That me and you are not the same
And all the time that we are together
I don't know who is the blame
Seriously sometimes I can't love you
Because sometimes it's just to hard
And sometimes I feel like leaving you
And leaving you with this card
Maybe things seem fragile
And maybe time sells short
But sometimes I feel like you've left me
And sent me your last resort
Being in love with you
Can break anyone's heart
And being in love with you
Has torn my soul apart
And crying doesn't help anything
But praying...it helps a lot
Sometimes I can be very cold with you
But inside I really feel hot
And days I lock the door
And you look through the hole for the key
And I've told you there is nothing to look for
But you look and don't know what you see
So please stop all this craziness
And stupid actions of the mind
I wish you would have never promised me
That to me you would always be kind
I know were two different people
But our minds still think the same
The whole time were together
We think were playing a game
You know the both of us have a heart
Or maybe the both of us don't
There are some things you will do for me
And there are some things you just won't
Like when i ask you to just care for me
You're caring for someone else
I guess that makes the both of us
Just caring for "Yourself"
Me, I'm just a person
But I don't know exactly what you are
I remember you used to tell me
I was your shining star
I've had it with all your lies
And I hate when you leave everyday
You know sometimes when you walk out that door
I really wish that you would stay
I really want us to stop fighting
But I don't want us to be friends
I just want this to be over
I just can't wait until all of this ends
You might think it'll work with some chocolate
And you might think I'll smile for a rose
But I hope you realize just how wrong you been
And It's because of the Differences you chose
A Voyage Where Adventure Must Invite:
Off Mega-Hurts (MHz) - - - - thru Giga-Bites (Gbyte)
And Reboots, Resets and Reduced – Sites
… into CyberSpace’s Secret – Flight…
An Inner Sanctum – Leaving from A Void
of Dreamless Drones or Disposable Droids
whose Mechanical Moves are quite Paranoid
Poised to Replace Super-Hero-Humanoids…
… and their CyberSpace Secrets…
of Convertible – Virtuals – Rushing like Jets
Suggestible – Intellectual – hasn’t Arched Yet
Yes, that’s Conjectural, even a Lamentable Retrospect
… so let’s… get into our CyberSpace’s Secrets-Chest
into Circuitry of Micro-Chips and The Matrix’s Breast
where Modem and Mainframe can Process Trip and Test
and View Monitored Progress and onward Press…
… The Auto Pilot… Tho’ We Should Not Forget
Manual Conversion, is better, when used to Connect
Real People, Who File-by with Knowledge and Respect
Programmed Codes of CyberSpace – Specs
… So May I Journey Into Your CyberSpace?
Let me Scan and Search Thru – Your Data Base
I want more than Information… I Want Interface!
And A Fusion of Feelings and Facts, Fast-Paced!
… Oh, The Complexity, The Intensity, Ingenuity and Affinity…
The Enormity of The Capacity for Sensitivity or Voracity
The Trajectory and Congruency, makes A Sweet CyberSpace Symmetry
Your Beauty and Ability, I must ask, “Boy, Who’s Your D-a-d-d-y!
See, I’m Dropping Crumbs; like Hansel and Gretel
See, I’m All Thumbs; at Gifs and Pixels, at This Level
Seems You’re Still Skipping On Blast-Off-Key (Launch) Pad Missiles
Too Far Away to Hear – My Wavelength, Wonder Whistles…
Come Back! Help me Lift this Artificial-Escape Lid!
Are You ‘Lost In Space’ – Gone Off The Grid?
The Heart of Dark-Matter – ‘Where Have You Hid…
…Your CyberSpace Secrets Amid?...
… What Vector, What Sector, What Intranet
What Satellite, What Planet, Which Parapet?
What Sequence, Star System, Radius, Apex…
Oh, Signal Me From Your CyberSpace Trek!
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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Captains Log Star date 8391.1,
I now face a terrible dilemma. After the bloodiest of battles with a crew from
another dimension, a crew of doppelgangers, in essence a crew of ourselves, we
have finally gained the upper hand, and this other Enterprise, Enterprise of
ourselves, Enterprise of unquestioning faith, is tumbling, helplessly through the
coldness of space. And I, I remain unsure of my next move. Do I destroy this other
Enterprise before it makes me believe in the ideas I hear repeated the most? If I
destroy it, what will the consequences be for me and my crew?
(Status Mr. Chekov?)
Captain, her shields are down
With no anti-matter inducer interface
Basically she's a wounded wessel
Just hurling through space
(Spock)
But her coils are recharging
As is that of her design
You have only a brief window
Before her mains are back on line
Mr. Sulu, arm photon torpedoes
And stay ready with your hand
Lock phasers on target
And then await my next command
(locking phasers)
(Uhura)
Captain, the other Enterprise is hailing
Wishing to express their desire
This faith-based you wants to discuss
The terms of a mutual cease fire
(ON SCREEN)
(the faith-based me}
What's the meaning of this attack?
You have taken this too far
And don't you dare forget
I know how blood thirsty you are
(the questioning me)
You represent the old me
The empty parrot of my faith
But so often you gave me comfort
During the loneliest of days
(the faith-based me)
Then we have an understanding
You can see that you need me
I just want.............. to live.....
To love and ........to breath......
Form:
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.~
Twenty minutes from home----
We are returning home from space,
A part of God's creation: a beautiful and awesome place!
It's been a great flight for me and six others.
Much was accomplished by my astronaut sisters and brothers.
Nineteen minutes from home----
Flip the switches; watch the dials;
Anticipate our loved ones smiles!
I guess by now, we can easily be seen.
These shuttle runs have become so routine.
Eighteen minutes from home----
I'll be in church tomorrow,with my kids and my wife;
Then I'll begin to resume my earth-bound life
The computers have us right on course,
And we are beginning to feel the gravitational force!
Seventeen minutes from home----
A lobster for dinner (maybe I'll devour it whole)
Everything's fine because I know God is in control.
It will be nice to set foot on earth once again,
And be joyously welcomed by our families and friends.
Sixteen minutes from home----
Something's wrong! Thank You Lord that You said You would never leave me alone.
Oh God!
I'm Home!
Originally written by me Feb 3,2003 after the Shuttle disaster upon re-entry
Charlie Pelota HSLP
Form:
I don't quite remember
how often I was this happy...
was it a gift received,
a thoughtfulness admired,
or just a dream realized?
Staring at the stupendous constellations,
I can't help wondering their origin...
how they were made as other amazing planets,
but joy is too delirious to surpress
when I read about the One who has created them!
Scientists believe in evolution...
how can a fish or ape evolve into a human being?
Are they evolving today and resemble us?
This hasn't been scientifically proven...
I despise to hear where I came from!
So hysterically singing I do believe He has made me,
let them figure it out for themselves
and go insane over their desputed belief...
I'd like to put some sense into them with this statement!
Faith is not for the modern man,
but He has forgotten Who has given him wisdom
and intelligence to conquer the vast universe;
will some deride me and call me a deluded fool,
and what my response will be to their remarks?
I do believe He has made me,
and joyfully singing I praise Him in my hymn
as the incense delights my free spirit longing for peace,
but others watch me and wonder how I could resemble Him...
and by denying this truth, they can't experience my gleeful feeling.
I am not sad......
I am not mad....
I am tired....
TIRED...... of all these childish games you play, You play with my emotions...
But why???
I am not a bad person nor a horrible friend nor a horrible girlfriend to be with....
Are you confused??That you keep telling me "I want to be alone" but why? If you say I
make you happy...? or is it false? why don't you have that will power to let go of the past and
move forward?...
YOU ARE STUCK living in the past... You are not living, but you are drowning in your own
grave of stress and loneliness...
Let me in.. I have proven to you, I am a good and positive women. I am strong and smart.
I don't play childish games...
Don't push me away ..... I know you very well... I can read you like no other.. I am patient
and I can wait... but the question is will you be ready?? I want to spend the rest of my life
with you. we are like two in a pod.... what more do you want>????
I'll always catch you when you fall... and lift you when you are down? who else would do
that for you? you are special and unique in your own way I accept you for who you are and
how you are.... I am your light.... don't blow it away.....
Form:
How to build my spaceship?
Let me see...
First I would grab
A coffee or tea.
Then I would open
My big sketchbook
An amateur please
Not a vet, but a rook.
Only at night
Would I work on my ship
So I could stare at the moon
Taste the stars on my lips.
Looking around
For hammer and nails
Seems to old fashioned
For the ship I would sail.
Better the tools
In my mind so I
Won't hit a glitch
When I finally try
To beam myself up
Escalator or plane
To my ship in the sky
Where I feel no pain.
My mind fills with love
And peace to this earth
A great driver I am
Ever since birth.
No gears or clutches
No huge white lights
A bit more understated
To sneak away in the night.
Perfectly quiet
Perfectly sized
For me alone
Or two could ride.
Once inside
Defy gravity
Your above the world
Your oh so free
Everything is run by touch alone
No short circuits here
Everything as smooth as silk
Love the ship my dear.
Powered by peace
No gas to run this
No electricity
Just the touch of your lips
Kiss the wheel
And fly away
Stay as long as you want
On my ship of play.
Rain drops on my universe
And I can’t tell you a thing
And the world just keeps on turning
This cold house won’t sooth the pain
I saw through rose colored glasses
Cracking till I couldn’t see a thing
All the lights are blinking out
And I’m fumbling in the dark
The world just won’t slow down
I’ve jumped the track again
My hair was so much longer
And I never believed in sin
Now it’s all a bloody mess
And the light is pouring in
Life is such a scary place
But I’ll pull back in the end
Tell me can you fix me hunny?
Pull me out in to the sun
You can’t begin to fathom
When the paint begins to run
My room it has a black door
And I want to paint it red
Try as you might you never see
It’s scary in my head
Rain drops on my universe
And you tell my secrets one by one
And it all just keeps on hurting
Until my heart goes numb
Rain drops on my universe
‘Cause God is crying if she’s real
Everything is spinning now
But it’s okay ’cause I can’t feel