In the winds where thoughts arise,
I wonder how any survive. They dance
and tickle and turn me around, but most
when I look again cannot be found.
I take long walks and in the silence
between my steps a stray shows up
demands my attention and then I forget
to memorize the message it sent.
I spend the rest of my restless pace
trying to remember what it said.
End up feeling, it is all a waste.
I stare at blank pages with quiet intent.
Hope my fertile mind will be seeded
by some drifting moseying dream.
My time gifted by an alien mind control
so I can produce words of wisdom untold.
Erased words only have begun, a phrase
I thought of that goes no where before
it is done. Where are all these beautiful
lines to be found, must be some greater
architect directing me as I stand unable
to conquer the empty pages waiting
for my every little sound.
Is is an alien plot? A mind that is empty
except when one fires me up with a radiation
shot. Is it a conspiracy of great device,
we but the mice in mazes of massive delight?
Comes to answers, I have none. So I guess
this silly bit of poesy is done.
5:18 PM
February 4, 2009
Alexandria, VA
Author notes
Prompt: Thoughts are the first alien entities that we must make peace with.
In a list
A contest entry
- Thoughts as alien entities by RechercheCadaver.
700 points, ended February 20, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think, what it makes you feel, how you are moved.
Comments
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Expert alchemist...just the right proportions of imagery and inner reflections. "A mind that is empty except when one fires me up with a radiation shot." love this part, I wish I could get a good radiation shot from the aliens. I'm also tempted to make a silver foil helmet.
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This is my first to aliens. I have several to my muse. try my list, me and poetry, perhaps you will find a shot there. Silver foil helmets are also good.
the joy in making them and wearing them loosens up the soul. 
Love, Tom B.
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Part of this struck me as something well-known...
I take long walks and during them, I usually have some amazing (in my estimate) phrases come to
me and I get so excited to write...
But when I finally make it home, they are gone.
Can you send me one of those silver retaining hats
so the inspiration will last? This was very cute.
Blue
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What can I say, I write the strays that don't fade away. I am lucky now and then that wonderous things fall upon my pen when I am at a desk and can write them then. I know the walks, the ponderous silences followed by blossoms of insight and and wonder that when I get home to write down come out as a mumble. I wish I had a silver hat even one made of brass or tin that could hold ready and available all the wonderous thoughts I have had when I am nowhere near a writing implement or a pad to write them down. So all I have to give is given, this silly little poem about how often my moments of wisdom are lost with all my foolish dreams.
Love, Tom B.
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Made me smile, liked where and how you explored the prompt, yes those thoughts and oughts that race inside the head, some we prize and some we put to bed, some tickle or taunt and some swagger or tarry, we should heed what we need and do not need to remember to forget lest it reminds us what we may come to regret. Ah, the greater architect, well you are his disciple as you draw pictures and plans for a living and paint thoughts that need no forgiving
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I glad to see there was nothing dire that I inspired but allowed you to be full of wisdom and flights of fancy. Good to hear you hum and strum and play me with words so spicey.
Love, Tom B.
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Well i think that some of our very own human can be taken as aliens, there's some very strange people in this worlds..LOL I was amused by the way your words made me laugh at the outside world. I found reality & humor and I enjoyed reading it....excellent writing......Novy
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It is always good to know we are not alone. The universe is a very large place.
Love, Tom B.
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Is is an alien plot? A mind that is empty
except when one fires me up with a radiation
shot. Is it a conspiracy of great device
we but the mice in mazes of massive delight.
I wish one would fire me up with an alien shot.
I like this Tom. It's appealingly humorous, with a heavy message underneath. Wonderful.
Best wishes,
Jin
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Dear friend, You are constantly blessed with insight and sensitivity way beyond most. I am sure it means you catch a lot of crap from people who are still unsure what a feeling is. Welcome to the club, except you have been a member for along time. In the land of the blind the one eyed man is pariah. So for those who see a sense of humor is a form of survival.
Love, Tom B.
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IT IS NOT SILLY
YOU DO HAVE A SENSE OF HUMOUR. I HOPE YOU FOUND IT IN MY PHANTOM COMMENT...BE EASY ON YOURSELF. YOU ARE A DELIGHT TO READ. YOUR COMMENT WAS EXACTLY YOU!
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Glad you enjoyed. I know I have a sense of humor and I delight in seeing others smile. It is just rare in poetry.
Love, Tom B.
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Oh lord them aliens are either for us or against us... all at their own whim. This is light-hearted and funny with a soft underbelly of truth! And I like it!!! P.S. I have reservations on the "Mother Ship" for myself and three others... ??? LOL!!!
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It only counts if I am one of the three. The father, son and the holy ghost, the day the music died...
Sorry got on a tangent there. Too much Don McLean and the P-funk king himself -- Clinton.
Yeah, I don't often let it show, but I got a sense of humor.
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i think this is very out of charactor from your usual writes but it is very funny, good luck in the contest with this fun write, by the way i made friends with the first alien entities years ago when they moved into the house down the road from me
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I do have a sense of humor. I just doesn't get much pub. It is tucked away in the corner of many of my poems. You would never know unless you really knew me. I like tongue 'n cheek, double innuendo, occasional bad puns, silent movies with Laurel and Hardy, but not the Three Stooges. being friendly with aliens is always good when the next Ice Age occurs they will help you off planet
Love, Tom B.
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