Rambling poems

Tom Melegaris

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Foul Forces Fielding Falchions of Fury
Fled a-fore my Fer-de-Lance...

:p

Friday....


Gregarious Gunners Gambled on Golden Garnished Gunships
Gaining Glaring Goldenrod envy....

*ducks behind a golden lampshade...
 
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vrsterling

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The Interdiction

Plying the spaceways on a random flight
When Verity posts a familiar sight:
Interdiction detected, time to fight!
Poor griefer will feel my Corvette's might!

Submit and drop, lock and load.
Line up on the insufferable toad!
Is he SDC or maybe CODE?
Makes no difference, I'm in attack mode!

Lasers flash as we begin our dance.
My opponent: an engineered Fer-de-lance.
We pitch and roll by the seats of our pants.
But against my 'vette, he has no chance!

Rapid pulses and efficient beams
Tear his Lance apart at the seams.
Heat levels rising, my console steams
as my 'vettle blows the Lance to smithereens!

Back on course, and back on track.
I resume my trip of heading into the black.
Griefers be warned of senseless attacks.
This is one CMDR that will always fight back!!
 
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jijik2

jijik2
Here lies the bathing light of the Red Dragon,
Deepening horizons on a world so foreign..

Yet much like a heaven that is our Earth,
there could be water on its surface unhurt..

Could there be Life too on this land of the triple-star,
Would they also figure out as to who they are?

Would they understand the distant but dazzling binary-star show?
That they are the Suns of the one they know!

Oh what a view it would be,
for Life there to see!
But if on that world, there isn’t any,
then let it be the carved destiny of Humanity!

Jatan Mehta
 

StiTch

StiTch
Paige Harvey said:
Hyperdicted.
White glow, hums, rumbles, beeps. You speak to me as we travel, and I'd swear you're alive.
Under my fevered touch, you remain steadfast and cool. In the face of adversity, you do not flinch.
Were I so strong, perhaps I could save us both.

Green glow, growls, screeches, roars. They speak to me, in a tongue unknown.
Under my paralyzed body, my heart races and screams. Nose to nose, they strike fear into my heart and I cannot help but flinch.
I am not strong. And we cannot be saved now.

...the white glow returns.
Click to expand...

And that's the last time I trusted budget antiperspirant.
 
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Aashenfox

Aashenfox
babelfisch said:
Oh freddled gruntbuggly,
Thy micturations are to me,
As plurdled gabbleblotchits,
On a lurgid bee,
That mordiously hath blurted out,
Its earted jurtles, grumbling
Into a rancid festering confectious organ squealer.
Now the jurpling slayjid agrocrustles,
Are slurping hagrilly up the axlegrurts,
And living glupules frart and stipulate,
Like jowling meated liverslime,
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes,
And hooptiously drangle me,
With crinkly bindlewurdles,mashurbitries.
Or else I shall rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon,
See if I don't!
Click to expand...

You win.
 

Aashenfox

Aashenfox
If you've been listening of late,
you probably can't wait
To see what these aliens be

So what happens next?
The feds seem quite vexed
Is it a great war we will see?

Be they bad or benign
I'll invite them to dine
And smoke a cigar with me.

But if that does not please
Those unevolved bees
Then hot laser death it shall be!
 
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jijik2

jijik2
the stations are calling me....
Always they are in my minds eye.

The dark calls out too me.
The void is where my heart lies.
torn between the good and the good... how will i prevail?????
But still the docking at stations and missions call to me from a far.
ohhhh flow of void and darkness how you are a beacon too me in troubled times..

i am hungy for the love of missions again, oh how you keep me in your snair.
I'm coming home quickly, quickly for gods and peace of mind sake.

i am almost there....


Ramblings of an crazy person.
 
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