Dont look at me
with your alien eyes
hidden in the vegetation.
Your spaceship
hovering above.
Exploding clouds
hold your menace.
Making life
frightening
for the world
take your face elsewhere
the world needs peace
not warrior’s eyes.
Alien…?
Tag: Alien
Alien plant
Symmetry genus
Mirrored leaves?
Species unknown
Alien seed?
Jumbled foliage
Seeing faces.
Hidden pattern
Pareilodia blues…
Something staring at me….
Something is watching me… Not cctv, not a plane or helicopter, not a satellite. Just… Something.
People say I’m mad, I’ve lost my mind. I believe in portents, I’ve seen the films, read the books. I looked at the Internet. The news isn’t fake. It’s real. Aliens aren’t coming, they are here. My friends call it gibberish, flim flammery, but I Know I’m being watched.
The eyes are there, I can feel their power. Watching, waiting, ready to take over. All it will take is one tweak to their gene pool. One extra piece of the puzzle. One grim fact and then……. Man will be subservient.
When cats develop opposable thumbs!
Sleeping cat
When I got up this morning one of my cats was sleeping on my chair. I stood and watched him for ten minutes till he woke up. He saw me standing there and gave me a look as if to say “no chance” so I went back to bed for an hour! Cats have such a personality for small animals. I find myself constantly talking a sort of baby talk to them! Making up different names and stringing together noises they might like. In fact I begin to think they are alien invaders who have us in their thrall. Until of course I get fed up and pick him up and move him!
Not as we know it.
I was standing under the warm rain when I heard a thud on the upper surface. I quickly got out of the rainier and looked outside at the up and downs, above them stood the geographical anomaly.
The anomaly was booming and throwing out hot black clouds. The flat world shook and buckled as the molten rocks ran down the steep sides of the anomaly.
Quickly putting on my leg jumper and foot coverings I ran to the four wheel cycle and drove it over to the science walls.
What’s happening? I asked the second leader. It’s exploding. Giving black clouds to the upper air. We think the hot rocks might get here.
Now I am a lost person, looking for an upper surface to cover my top body. No living heart to see after me.
I am uncoupled, I am not joined. Water rains from my seeing tubes.
Mallaband-Brown 