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Dead like Me again
by Robert G Parent 
the toiletseat from space 
somewhere high above the heavens 
satelites spinning around the Earth 
space labs orbit around the Earth 
then an explosion 
and the shrapnel enters the Earth's 
atmosphere, building up speed 
the toilet seat you see comes closer 
and then at once, no more, 
your life's been cut short 
by this toilet seat from space 
the lessons you have to learn 
must now be learned in death 
as a reeper you shall be 
stuck in your bardo 
figuring out what is life and death 
figuring the meaning of it all 
the toilet seat from space, 
your death, your families separation, 
missing you and you missing them 
remembering pieces of a life you've 
lived in a past, trying to make sense of it all 
the toilet seat from space 
ended your life in the prime 
but even as the reeper you are 
you've discovered new life 
new friendships as your lessons 
of life and death 
figuring out a way to go home 
to continue the existence
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
The Cylon's Dream
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The Cylon's Dream
by Robert G. Parent
They are as us
walking the street at dawn
creating the picture we see
in charge of the lives we live.
To be hidden in plain sight
glimpses of another world
another world within this one
but a new hope has arisen.
To play the game
within the game
to wake within the dream
and go beyond our programming.
To set upon the unknown country
the path that leads
to a greater future
for the creator and created.
The Cylon's Dream
by Robert G. Parent
They are as us
walking the street at dawn
creating the picture we see
in charge of the lives we live.
To be hidden in plain sight
glimpses of another world
another world within this one
but a new hope has arisen.
To play the game
within the game
to wake within the dream
and go beyond our programming.
To set upon the unknown country
the path that leads
to a greater future
for the creator and created.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Ode to Frak
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Ode to Frak
by Robert G Parent
"We're frakken going the wrong way"
who will frak who
the president or the cylons
Starbuck the angel will save them all
To frak or to frag
the histories of words
says there is only one
in BSG's wholeness
The history of frak
says its a BSG word
just as we are out of luck
the colorfulness stands firm.
Many other uses to frak
has come up,
to frak someone, as example,
not in the sexual sense.
Just as the US fraked Saddam,
but not before Saddam fraked his people.
fraked in this sense
creates a whole new meaning.
Frak,
yes, frak is also said
when people make a mistake
Like, "Oh frak, I forgot to rhyme."
frak also denotes of frustration
when things go wrong
we move from mad to indignation.
Awe yes, the many shades of frak.
Yes, if it were not for frak,
we would not have expressions like
frak you, frak this, frak "that"
or the "What the frak is going with BSG."
And all those,
who watch BSG,
if your not fraked up yet,
watch season 4,
its frak-a-licious.
Ode to Frak
by Robert G Parent
"We're frakken going the wrong way"
who will frak who
the president or the cylons
Starbuck the angel will save them all
To frak or to frag
the histories of words
says there is only one
in BSG's wholeness
The history of frak
says its a BSG word
just as we are out of luck
the colorfulness stands firm.
Many other uses to frak
has come up,
to frak someone, as example,
not in the sexual sense.
Just as the US fraked Saddam,
but not before Saddam fraked his people.
fraked in this sense
creates a whole new meaning.
Frak,
yes, frak is also said
when people make a mistake
Like, "Oh frak, I forgot to rhyme."
frak also denotes of frustration
when things go wrong
we move from mad to indignation.
Awe yes, the many shades of frak.
Yes, if it were not for frak,
we would not have expressions like
frak you, frak this, frak "that"
or the "What the frak is going with BSG."
And all those,
who watch BSG,
if your not fraked up yet,
watch season 4,
its frak-a-licious.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
More scifi poems coming up
Hey everyone, know its been awhile since I uploaded any poems here, but I've been a bit busy and have not forgotten this website.  I do have three poems coming up as I record them.  Two BSG poems "Ode to Frak" and "The Cylon's Dream".  I'm also working on another BSG poem which will be up in a little while, hopefully.  The third poem is about "Dead Like Me" entitled "Dead Like Me Again".  So, continue to stay subscibed to this feed for more scifi poems that are just Frak-a-licious.  
and as the Vulcan's say, Nasha Chasu Karosha (Live Long and Prosper)
Robert
and as the Vulcan's say, Nasha Chasu Karosha (Live Long and Prosper)
Robert
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