Heinlein the cat and Foster the dog - original poem

 Heinlein the Cat and Foster the Dog

cross your paws

and lay by my feet

in neatly darned wool socks

they will keep you warm

conduction in your mangcoon coat

and tender feline cage

rustling on wooden floors

whispering secrets to the rats

living in the crevices

behind my bedroom door

Heinlein dear -

my furry little gumdrop

in a wolf's costume

leaving me kisses

before my morning commute

cuddle up with Foster when I am gone

your golden swirly friend

with a head in distant places

and long red drippy nose

dropping slobbery bits of saliva

we're all the warriors

we need to fill our clan

and set forth to Magellan clouds

on our cosmic 10 speed bike

powered by a generator

on mental creativity

come on Foster

let's go Heinlein

you guys get the seat in the back

holler if you need anything

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16578020-Heinlein-the-Cat-and-Foster-the-Dog-by-Colvet

Name That Author #4

You know the drill by this point....guess the author without an image search.  Let's get those neural connections firing!  Guess that author!  Hint:  Science Fiction...

total genetics - original poem

 total genetics

imagine a new species

capable of sustaining

characteristics

of both plants and animals

c'mon

use your imagination

plants able to move

walk on more than all fours

like their quadruped predators

animals able to harness

the rays of the sun directly

no filtration or lotion need

to photosynthesize our grocery orders

a world without hunger

standing like bare white walls

at a modern art exhibit

tapped with true tranquility

a peace offering from the stars

a moment to catch our breaths

from the time patrolman trainer

for us humans

to finally get our acts straight

achieve our highest potential

grow outwardly into our evolving bodies

to be our highest potential forms

but outwardly

we might have to accept branches

in place of our forearms

curling tendrils instead of posable thumbs

but life is but one big biological stew

swimming in a public pool of brine

being studied under a lens 

fixed somewhere unclear

so why not dare 

to mutate our physical forms

and edit our bony bodies

test the possibilities

our genomes are already mutated

and nucleotides don't wait

or take orders from any gods

landlords

parents

or managers

in a world with only peace

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16575461-total-genetics-by-Colvet

dead centered [winchester] - original poem

dead centered [winchester]

dodging little

beady Bucky balls

of molten steel

enchanted with curses to kill

oh Sarah

oh Sarah

your Winchester shotguns

have tempted man's will

and plagued him

with familiar congruences

and temptations of evil

your padded segregated halls

house the souls of the dead

tormented in servitude

blinded by fluorescent lights

flickering on white sheets

oh Sarah

oh Sarah

your intentions of repeating arms

have left hearts bloodless

without a synchronous beat

soul lacking a willing hand

or a guiding thumb

for proper palpitations

yet there you sit

with your fiends foes and kin

at the cluttered séance table

right at midnight

but right at two

the spells with call to you

near a drop of doom

and a secret passageway

latched, sealed shut

with no way back home

your little shotguns

have tempted men

with the urge to kill

yet only crying alone

behind locked doors

and portals closed

with brimstone and hexes

grinning silently

in self dense

dead centered

in the middle

of the fluorescent

organed target

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16569457-dead-centered-winchester-by-Colvet

wraith - original poem

 wraith

besieged by the curse

of her bloody face

a dusty wraith

with a grimacing face

waltzing and pirouetting

atop oaken cabinetry

hidden from the sheen

of the 7 pronged candelabra

bouncing in dismal wavers

with a single hand attached

adjacent to the pulley system

her shadow is longing

restlessly pacing

in the absence of a caretaker

or a wandering spirit 

with enough free time

to take care

of her awful situation

stuck in the millennium loop

somewhere out of phase

between here 

and some other hidden place

so her shadow will keep bobbing

peeking out of doorways

and moseying along the floorboards

until we finally open the door

and she follows our beacon 

of guiding white light

But I repeat -

she cannot follow us home

we will allow no energy attachments

this dusty wraith

stuck in an abandoned

decrepit foundational cage

a glitch of time and space

where trauma nuggets

are too beautiful to dust off

no more heart

to nibble on and eat

so she will waste away 

into the voids and shadows

permeating in the corners 

of the dark castle rooms

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16565140-wraith-by-Colvet

Name That Author #3

Hint:  Science Fiction

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dreamland theatre - original poem

 

dreamland theatre

welcome to dreamland

where the marquis lights

are always on

where the signs 

of upcoming showings

orient themselves

and align their movements

with the dynamics

of human creativity

where all their fears

insecurities

aesthetic pleasantries

are thrown at the screen

like a Pollock paint pail

I've brought my trusty

little black handgun to protect me

from your posessions

the ticket booth is empty

but there is a little pink colored

stamped cardboard square

left only for me

and all the halls are unlocked

you tell me justice

retribution

and death 

with be on the screen

15 years in the making

supposedly

too bad the popcorn machine

is out of service

i won't let your nitrite film roll

scare me senseless

i won't let your moans

or bloody drips

spook me out of the theatre

even though

I'm drunk in darkness

crippled by fear

I'll still have the courage to check

all the lines of seats

and protect 

everything I built

on this humanly existence 

5 shots ring out

but your body doesn't drop

it just dissolves into the woodwork

into the marble stairwells

into the corded light walkways

I'm on the theatre screen

forever and always

scary movies

on the silver screen

horror sci fi

supernatural

aliens

maniacs

tranatulas

braniacs

and everything in between

at the horrorthon

meet us outside

the right vertical

dreamland lights

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16502675-dreamland-theatre-by-Colvet