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Gloria Bueno Poem
Space Ghost
Not of your world, nor you of mine
Your demeanor, un-human kind
A Space Ghost, floating through constellations and galactic lights
She minds her own (coast to coast)
“Jupiter will I make it back home?”
Crash landed, somewhere far imagined
Had I rather not
New ground; “Ok! Small steps, catch breath, Keep steady.”
READING: Unfamiliar Species Approaching
"Here,Now!"
“Or not.”
Only Silence and blank stares were shot
Words spoken; Mission Fail We speak different tongues
Technology; We both own/know well
Communication; The UNIVERSE has its way to show and tell
Energy; I think we’re vibing
Transmitting; Desires
Project Images; Things of similar interests
The Gravitational pull; It’s persistent
In exchanging body language, we learn where we belong Entirely different but enough to continue on
Losing focus
Keep watching as it reveals
This view; I can’t recall what else was around before/after the crash.
This purpose; What’s it manifesting?
Still Distracted
Hope it pays no mind
Let these eyes stay fixed and gazed
Upon you, for the remaining time..
Celestial mysteries
Internally I unfold
Captivated by the magnitude of this entity
And the beauty it holds
Such a transparent soul
Nebula
Ultra Violet Rays
Its colors; how they illuminate the face frame Your presence feels like Green Earth And It’s all Venus I see in you Warmth
Oxygen: Low
Code Blue: OUT
Retrograde: Over
In Direct Take off
“Farewell being.”
“Thank you for exposing your world and all that you are.”
“Collect what you’ve learned from me as hope if ever you feel apart.”
Maybe one day we’ll cross again My planet, 9th house Galaxy Explore: The Archer
Cause over the horizon, we could drift away
I could show you where Mars and Saturn sway
So don’t stray too far...
Maybe I’m just a Space Ghost Insignificant; who only passed you by
In your eyes
In your mind
I might be a Twilight Zone too much
Light years far far away
You’ve seen fancier stars
Aside from it all
Will you promise to remember my name?
Or how I came?
And for this Space Ghost, do you hold a place?
Copyright © Gloria Bueno | Year Posted 2016
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Gloria Bueno Poem
It's been quite sometime since last I've seen your face
The outline that frames you
Hardly recognized in mind
Familiar only to your hollow eyes, engraved deep within the cold flesh you once were born warm.
That much i recall...
How i long to press against them with my fingers
Forbidden to see our futures presence
Forbidden are you to see the light
Lack of strength
So fractured
They fevered
My hands couldn't hold...us
Push against them
Push back
Black holes
Could this fill the void?
Physicality of violence could never measure to the internal inferno that sways in constant motion
In truth, it gravely burns
Whiplash
Triggered moments
Marking the idea that if only these sentiments were yern in a vase instead
That, i would very much like
In the process of healing
Your character fades
Flickering from time to time
But progressively fades
So very strange..
Half widow
And half alive
Over grieving
Too far,
Discomfort
Pay no mind to rain
Into the haze
We've lost touch
Denying to fathom
How very strange
That i once loved.
Copyright © Gloria Bueno | Year Posted 2016
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