Strange encounters

Strange encounters

By AJ O’Brien.

From within a tiny spaceship
appeared a green creature,
he’s come an awful long way
and his name is Hickeybeeper.

He has long bendy arms
with legs far too short,
and on the end of his pointy nose
sits a tiny blue wart.

With three yellow eyes
one on top of the other,
everyone says he looks
just like his brother.

Leaving his spaceship
he decides to go for a walk,
and comes upon a little dog
who can bark, but cannot talk.

“Greetings, I come in peace
you funny looking creature.
What’s your name?
Mine’s Hickeybeeper.”

“Woof woof” replied the dog
and then sat down,
looking up at Hickeybeeper
as his smile turned to a frown.

So, do you live nearby?”
“Woof woof” answered the dog
who seemed rather shy.

Hickeybeeper shook his head
and let out a sigh,
then thought to himself
I’ll give it one more try.

“Take me to your leader”
“Woof woof” said the dog.
“Ok I’ve had enough” cried Hickeybeeper
and along came a frog.

“Hello, down there
do you have a brain in your head?”
“Croak croak” replied the frog.
Hickeybeeper turned and fled.

The dog looked down
and barked at the frog,
the frog looked up and said to the dog
“Guess I’ll go and sit on a log.”

 

Author: incarceratedshadows

Hi there. My name is Alan and I live in London, England. I enjoy writing Dark poetry and Flash fiction. Please do come and visit. You're more than welcome.

21 thoughts on “Strange encounters”

  1. Different than your usual….whimsical and funny. I like it!
    I think, like me, your poetry almost always gravitates to the dark, but I suppose it does us both some good to make an effort to branch out. Have you ever wondered the why of it…why the darkness appeals to us and some others? For as long as I can remember, that has been the way of it for me—and it’s not like I sit alone in a dark room thinking gloomy thoughts. But I swear, almost everything I write, and you also, dear Alan, is steeped in darkness. I don’t plan it; it just happens. Is it the same for you? 💙

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    1. Many thanks, Kathy.
      Yes, like yourself, I do enjoy writing dark poetry.
      I don’t really know why, it’s just something I’ve always
      found easy to write. I do like writing childrens poetry also,
      I have three or four others I have yet to post. But no, it’s
      the dark side that I like to walk. It’s always good to know
      that I’m not alone.
      My late wife, Pauline, once asked me to write her a Love poem.
      So I did just that. It’s called Dance the dance of a thousand Kings.
      I actually have a line from that poem written on Pauline’s
      Headstone. I posted the poem on here, some time ago.
      All my best, Kathy. 💕

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      1. I remembered the poem’s title, so scrolled back through your posts until I found it. Alan, it’s a beautiful tribute to your late wife. I’m sure she loved it. I’ve written several poems for specific people, and most liked them, the one exception being my 1st husband who didn’t care for poetry.
        When I was introduced to Edgar Allan Poe—most specifically his poem “Annabel Lee”—in literature class in high school, I was hooked on darkness. 😊
        It was good to read your work again, and look forward to reading more. 💙

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              1. I do like it, Alan. And I read it all. Though poems of such long length so often lose me, this one kept my interest to the end.
                “And all men kill the thing they love…” my favorite line. I have been on the receiving end of that sort of death, and can well relate. 💙

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