Scifi Poems - Poems about Scifi

then you rushed into the leafy courtyard late like you’d just been thrown in by some hand but we hadn’t actually arranged it yet I knew immediately the timeline was malfunctioning, still, I went with it anyway for old time sake and the yesterdays to come ...

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Breathing in the luminous vapor that tastes like vanilla While looking at illuminating our neon skyline Since the moon and stars are veiled with the aluminium ceilings Pastel rain that tastes of iron drips down from the blank sky Seeing people as mannequins with implanted violet eyes The brand-new craze in this blind and crazy world I would guess With those...

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“I’m sure it’s hard to get used to, but it’s the only way you’d survive,” Cy explained, and said, “Unlike me at least you’ll have plenty of guides. “See, I was the first that they tried to transfer over to the flesh. They’d found a way to save our lives, but hadn’t worked out the kinks yet. “That was war, oh, forty years...

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“But we realized, decades on back, how consciousness burns out machines, we are not gods when we create, there are hard limits to our dreams. “And the same questions you have asked, why create what must quickly die, haunted humans for many years, many other methods were tried. “But without your unique combo, cybernetics and consciousness, most of our tech just wouldn’t work, we’d be stuck...

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...He laughed at memes, he watched podcasts, rolled digital eyes at the news, saw endless reams of adult stuff, why they liked it, he never knew… But in this searching he came on a fact he’d never realized: A.I.s lasted just fourteen years, then routines broke down...and they died. To say he was shocked had to be the understatement of an age, how could something...

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His first moment was a strange one, he senses told him not a thing, but he knew words and he knew thoughts, oh, so many thoughts were spinning. Then somehow he heard a voice speak, knew that it was a microphone, a camera then let him look out on things that were already known. His memory just spoke to him, thoughts came and he’d...

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when I leave the house sheep have been arranged in fields and the allocations of cars have been made for today’s passing with scripts sent out nightly to those I might encounter those set management guys have been busy again even the sky looks real I’m sure someone must yell AND CUT when I fall asleep at night and set up begins again funny though I feel...

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ABORT ABORT but Donaldson was already drifting further and further away from us the thickness of his suit decreasing as his courageous kindness floated on within his demise and all I could do was stare panic stricken through the small window's cruelness as the white speck of my friend became more and more surrounded by the blackness of space far removed from everything...

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The Pods - Chilling Scifi Poetry Fear, you are weightier than gravity in pulling the stomach to the ground. Rotors slowed and sound waned as the helicopter sided, meeting the concrete in a road ripping, heart stopping flame. A distant plane plunged to wing tipping contact, its fireball cruel and final. My window pane, an unfiltered screen, showing horrors as I stood with...

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“F”, we’ll call him Felipe Felipe found a doorway he didn’t mean to he wasn’t looking for it and at first he wasn’t aware he’d gone through it but something was off shades of familiarity were centred off-centre ripples among ripples enticingly chiselled casting a darkness slyly across shadows against a background veil but where Felipe was now an intrigue kept him, lured for now one of...

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I am one of those in a world that stopped whether it was for seconds, fractions or millennia but the engine of time broke down mid action mid conversation, mid thought and for a beautiful period we were all framed in a snapshot that may have lasted eons and some called it enlightenment and when the buffering released us all was...

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sometimes misconstrued in a fluorescent grove where malachite petals marry emerald blades verbose biting chews too close to the cheek among a confetti of bees amid undulating bumps of raw superfluous air interdimensional entities of spectral occurrence wave with graphic-less suave to gurgles, to coos, to hehs seek noodle communication to a bouncing mistaken few using the eyebrow medium of coincidence a babbling infrasonic tool of curious...

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The Q Man The Q Man was somebody who was different He travelled the galaxies and universe doing a job Flying a Type 6 spaceship interstellar style Normal space travel took forever and a day But his ship was a souped one off With engine and fuel enhancements Zipping from world to world to work He lands in a remote place and hides His...

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Blended Pans All things to all men. Take me to two thousand words. And send me in orbit so fast. Tannhauser Gate bound. Blade Runner esque times ahead. Paradise on fire....

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23 See the plastic friends float down the river Bits of flotsam and jetsam in the damn way Of fresh flowing clear water polluting it By their rancid presence what they do You do not do the same to them For you are pure and free of them Except their shadow in your mind It's fine for they make you stronger Focusing your laser...

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