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Interstellar Crewship Controller
Light their faces up
That rainbow joy alights
Illumination from behind
Stained glass window eyes
Intent like Santa's arrival
A good word reaches out,
Giving words of praise;
Bright star burning soul
Articulate if the situation arises
Like a samurai above the words
Sweet as an apple blossom
Beauty of sun after storm
Like this too
True.
KS
Futuristic poetry
Great to know you Mr Jones
©bishu
Thank you Bish
It feels disjointed and rushed to me after reading it back. Written in a sleep deprieved state. I might change some things about it. In all honestly, I only wanted it to be the last four lines, which were the first. I never know when enough is enough.
I Am So Honore
"...Like a samurai under the words..." thank you. - Stella
My mistake
I had an internal conflict with that phrase during inception. I'm sorry.