Monday, August 27, 2012

It Will be, For Not



A globular, irregular comet
The flaring of its streaming, endless tail
Spreading its dust, across the inky sky
On a collision course, for planet Earth

As he peered into the small, polished lens
Of his earthen, radio telescope
Past, the familiar Belt of Orion
He'd spied, the approaching apocalypse

Turning away, for a stretch, he pondered
So that's it? This is how it will all end?
The human race, for what was its purpose?
All the history, suddenly erased

Will it be, For Not?

Turning back to the lens, a final look
Later, while having lunch, he decided
He'd burn, all of his meticulous notes
Assuring himself, it was for the best

Aware, the world was just, an illusion
A series of holograms used by man
To anchor consciousness, in solid form
It would simply, rearrange energy

He knew it'd happened, many times before
Evidence, has regularly been found
Civilizations, millions of years old
Erased, by previous cataclysms

It Will be, For Not

© Copyrights G. Jones 2012

Author's Note: The In to the Weird Series

The Communicator


Line to the, out and back
Secret messages passed
Upon tiny plastic screens
Reminders, at awkward moments
Cause neighbor's troubled frown

Urgent power lunch exchanges
While text messaging lovers
During sports replays, with horoscope implications
Behind stocks, rising and falling

Nervous excuses for things, long forgotten
That should have been remembered

Plug me in, to out and back!
I need it now, not next week or yesterday!
Don’t yell at me!
I’m going!
No! I’m sorry
Where were we?
Oh yes, I like that

Voices of hours past, revisited
Numbers, with no meaning,
But must be saved
just in case.

What?
Sorry, I have to take this

© Copyrights G. Jones 2012

Author's Note: The Path to Consciousness Series

Dougs


The Dougs, they scurry
Fur cones are to be gathered
For the winter’s store

© Copyrights G. Jones 2012

The Pacific Northwest has its Douglas Furs, and they are inhabited by the squirrels who take their name, the Douglas Squirrel. Commonly referred to by Washingtonians as, Dougs.

Author's Note: The Backyard Photos Series