Beneath a Crimson Sky - Alien Encounter Poem.
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Underneath a crimson sky,
The moon glides slowly cross the day
In disdain it turns it’s head away
From Crimson sunset end of Day.
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Night pushes day with dark intent
To clear the sky from crimson gleam
And stars reach out, their power spent
Tonight they are not what they seem
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What is that dark so coal so black
Why is the night veil holding back
Where is the light that reaches earth
Of sparkling stars
On silver turf?
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No one can see with wondrous eyes
The blinds are closed
We hide behind
Our dreams of sunsets
Crimson dawns
Not knowing what’s to come so soon
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The day dawns dark
With mighty stealth
No sunlight breaks the darkness veil
A sound so soft begins to steal
The quiet from nights warm appeal
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Like heartbeats thrumming,
Giant drums,
A wall of sound
Wakes sleeping sons
And mothers wake
With startled eyes
To call their husbands to their side
_
In rhythm with the thunderous sound
They shake the sleep from foggy minds
Climb slowly from their bed so deep
To curtained windows, to look, to peep
_
The horror that they saw that day
Will stay forever, clamped away
Within their darkest nightmare dreams
And turn their heads and hearts to clay
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Machines of metal darkness, gleamed
Shiny reptile scaly wet
So huge they couldn’t see the sky
Shapes so bizarre, the colour jet
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Twisting, turning thunderous beasts
Opened yaws of metal teeth
The sky was screeching silent pain
As leviathons poured down steaming rain
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The Earth stood still, and held it's breath,
As horror dropped it's boiling death,
Small children screamed and ran to hide,
Behind shocked mother's, dragged inside
By husbands who, with cursing shouts
Screamed Mother get the children out.
_
The sky was filled with smoke and Earth,
As black machines dropped fire and dirt
So dark was daylight, black as birth
So many screams, so many hurt.
_
Hiding behind the broken Church,
children prayed to God to hurt,
The evil that had come inside
Our Earth our Mother and our Pride.
_
Then from the skies a savage roar,
Cascaded down the blood soaked ground
And from the East they heard and saw
The skies fill with an awesome sound.
_
Bombers, fighters, shining Stealth's,
Screaming, roaring trailing death,
Swirling, turning, fighting foe,
Fields of missiles high and low,
_
Screams of Alien voices heard,
Sounds of terror, angry, hurt,
Metal breaking, screeching pain,
Fighters coming in again
_
And then, and then
Oh, Lord be praised,
The fighters hit the complex maze
And slime red fuel drops down, cascades
And with a mighty flash and roar
The Ship breaks slowly, rent and torn
_
From where they hide, men turn to see,
A triumphant look of heartfelt glee
A pilot smiles and turns his head,
The ship is down, Leviathan is Dead.
_
A silence falls,
Men turn away,
God has blessed them,
Another day.
_
Underneath a crimson sky,
The moon glides slowly cross the day
In disdain it turns it’s head away
From Crimson sunset end of day.
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wow Nell, that was an awesome story, in beautiful verse. Its nice to see you back writing fantasy fiction again, although I enjoy ALL of your work. Brightest Blessings dear friend!
Very well written, and very scary.
It was good to see the "Good Guys" win in the end.
Thanks Nell.
Very graphic. Your images and emotions put us all at the mercy of the aliens. Thanks for "righting" things with the blessing, moon, and sunset.
Nell, that was great. I do believe
A great hub Nell which showed off your talent at it's best.
I give this one awesome/beautiful and vote up.
Thanks for sharing this hub with us.
Take care Nell.
THANKS FOR THE GREAT READ NELL. SCIENCE FICTION IS A TOUGH WRITE BUT YOU NEVER SHIRK FROM THE HARD JOBS. CHEERS,
That was outstanding Nell. Truly a well read. I enjoy your writing, you are such a good writer. Take care.
Sweet wishes Rhonda
Great hub, I love it. Aliens. . .I believe.
The poetry is so vivid, feeling as if you are there. Great Nell! You are a gifted writer. I loved the picture.
Cheers
So strong and graphic, almost makes you feel like you were actually witnessing the event.
Good job.
"Independence day" in poetry.I prefer to watch the movie's version rather than read science fiction.Amazingly,this poem is an exception.It is a hard topic to write and one I would not attempt.I like the way you've skillfully woven the technical and emotional aspect of the story into a vivid and graphic experience for the reader.Kudos!
What a great piece of writing work you have here, flowing and poetic. Very visual I could place myself into it, wow!! Voted up, very useful. Thanks again for the inspirations here. Take care of you. A.B.
What a fabulous poem! It is great! Lordy Mercy! I love it.
Very good! I love the flow and colors it flashed, great write!
V Polly
That is such a grest poem I could envy you. The thoughts and sceneries described in it perfectly. You are great.
Never read your poetry pieces before, but I'm glad I caught this one. I love alien tales in any form. Great stuff!
My dear Nell you captured the moment of terror as stealth and crushing steel combined its forces to for now defeat and keep at bay the Alien ship that came to earth.
May we never have this encounter for I fear no man made ship will be able to defeat a much superior Alien encounter. We are not alone, they watch and keep guard over earth, they see what we are doing to it and one day may Intervene.
We await full disclosure. You definitely captured my full attention with your splendid verse. Peace and hugs from the Saddlerider
love this poem, nell! you've written a wonderful work of art, yet again. thank you for sharing and for helping me to open my mind. :)
Holy cow, Nell....you should have put this into the Halloween gig! I'm probably going to be looking over my shoulder....even at night in my sleep!
What a story! It was like watching a movie. Scary! Who knows what is out there? Anything! Voted UP and UP. To write a story like this in the format of a poem takes a lot of brain power. This is brilliant, Nell!
This is nothing less than fabulous, when is the inspired mini series showing on HBO? F.






































Nan 16 months ago
Beautiful verse in a poem, filled with admiration and depth of your heart. Keep writing!