They live among us,
only slightly alien–
their DNA so close
that some of them can breed
with some of us.
A cross-section of each
is close enough
to be the other…
And so, who is alien,
after all? You? I?
I won’t tell,
if you don’t.
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Liz Bennefeld, © 2 Nov. 2009
That’s a nice one. {Smile}
With your permission, I’d like to make a collection of your poems this November. {Smile}
Anne Elizabeth Baldwin
Certainly, for your personal use. Thank you for asking. I’m hoping to hit every day. Sunday’s, in case you didn’t come across it, is at quietspaces.net/blog — I was thinking photos, but then didn’t find one to go with it.
One a day, the quality’s bound to go down, but it’ll be fun.
Thank you. I just copied the 13th’s poem, so I think I’m caught up. {Smile}
I have enjoyed them all, but my favorite so far is “Hostage to Another’s Dreams.” {Smile}
I hope it is fun writing them; it’s certainly fun reading. {SMILE}
Anne Elizabeth Baldwin
I’ve uploaded the ones for Saturday and Sunday, now. Glad you’re liking them.
I have those, too now. {Smile}
Yes, I do enjoy the poems. {SMILE}
Anne Elizabeth Baldwin