One day, a man looks up to the sky.
He wonders, "Am I alone?"
He picks one of the stars up high.
Mouth open, he shouts "Is there anyone there with a mind of their own?
Perhaps without a place to call home?
I too am here, with doubts of my own,
I wish to know of you before I have flown,
And landed deep in God's green Earth,
I need the answer I have been seeking since birth."
But of course, there was no reply,
And as the years begin to fly by,
He breaks down on his knees to cry.
Until he hears a voice from the stars,
"Here I am, I've heard your voice from afar."
The ignorant stands before foreign judges
Fearing their uncommon appearances
They are alive and the truth, even if you resist
We all share a purpose; to live and exist
But it isn't surprising, at the very least
Humans still hurt like a primitive beast
Same organism, different colors, inside war
The peace we dream, seems so far
We act all strong and mighty
We're specks of dust so silly
Until we love each other so peace will be known
We can't take risks for now contacting the unknown
Poem made at 2:00 AM and without reason.
I'm an alien up from where
I came to Earth to look there
From my ufo left took off the ground
They left me Here Here I am
Extra terror rests its soul
in the shoes of those alone.
I can feel your heart ache under your soft, warm skin as I glide my fingers along your gold-mended pottery fractures. Skating on the glaze you've let me peer beneath to reveal your raw materials. We used to use air and clay and water to speak, now we communicate in a wordless language, born of naked otherworldly splendor. — and that planet, your body, I long to explore.
Those little aliens in the stars
Different and unusual
Space-bound and a starry traveler the extra-terrestrial
Where from is a mystery our future
You may share my poems
Copyright 2018 Joyce Joadiyce
Ruler of water
Walking on air
She'll tell you to grow a pair
Not of this planet
She's ready to leave
Bored with human nature
Atmosphere hard to breath
Don't touch her, she's cold
Can't fit in your mould
Ruler of water
Floating on air
Riddled with anxiety
Life just isn't fair
A Queen, individual
Heart racing, can't breathe
She knows what she can be
She just wants to leave
Lady of air
Can't breath your atmosphere
And you can't reach her
Kind of rough, playing around with repeating lines and rearranging them.
gold rimmed eyes and a galactic heartbeat
grape soda lungs and a tongue that's sweet
if only you had the tastebuds for charred hopes and dreams
then you'd be perfect for me
like the fractured legs of a runner
accidentally propelled by the laws of physics
to decelerate like frozen matter.
The uncertain quantum leap from now to there
has no healing properties
just a void
a black hole of despair
swallowing up memories and joy
that even my little daughter
can only temporarily prevent....
She say's "I love you Daddy"
and I think about my own father
and the love travels like the
search for extraterrestrial intelligence
that goes unanswered
not because there isn't any,
but because we're never here long enough
to receive the answer.
published in VOICES ISRAEL 2013 (Vol. 39 p. 160)