While I was AwayA Poem by Phill Oz O'feeFree verse ... future times????While I Was Away
Initially the project’s aim was to discern Existence of another deep space world The maths had placed the target point Through a theoretical wormhole gateway Fittingly named the Ship of Theseus Control gave the order for systems go Hurtling my spacecraft into outer space In a clinically poignant textbook launch I had accepted all high potential risks On my one man near impossible mission But attraction of exceptional adventure Dismissed any claim I had on trepidations My psyche trebled with various possibilities Arriving where space and time were bent I sent a final goodbye signal back to base And spun headlong into an intergalactic net Awareness of multi-neurological sensations Engaged a ‘cosmique raison d'etre’ moment A split second black then explosion into light Had brought me to an awesome destination The ship’s scientific instruments and sensors Began recording data into the memory banks Though my main attention had been drawn To a singular flashing red light-emitting diode This solar system I have appeared to find Bore strange resemblance to the one I left One average sized star with orbiting planets The
third sphere from the sun intriguing most
That panel caution has now exposed itself The explanation being one of instant journey For I had only moved forward standing still From present to five thousand years ahead This dark clouded globe viewed in close orbit Shows no clear signs of any living creatures But geospatial data proved shattered structures Of an ancient large-scale populace in all lands A slow tremulous realisation filled my soul Was this the world I had first once departed If this be true what had been its final fate For radiation levels traced were extremely high As I resigned myself to be left in an isolation From my helmet earpiece a call tone sounded A strange voice asked for my identification And I was told to follow them to Mars Copyright @ Phillozofee © 2018 Phill Oz O'feeFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on April 30, 2018 Last Updated on April 30, 2018 AuthorPhill Oz O'feeWinchester, Hampshire, England, United KingdomAboutI am caught in a time spiral of confusion; that period we all experience between birth and death. Somewhere inside hides a poet, writer, lyricist and/or whatever, laying dormant and suppressed by s.. more..Writing
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