Written by Jacob Ibrag
The sky breaks open. Humanity stops what it’s doing. We’re
connected. Helplessness infected with a growing pile of questions. The
void rips further across the atmosphere, leaving behind a trail of punctured
clouds and strands of lightening. Government agencies phone in one another,
seeking answers of what this could mean for all of us. ‘This has to be related to
the eclipse.’ It isn’t and then again, it is. An accidental distraction. A spectacle to
capture attention as something was coming. I took my glasses off and rubbed
my eyes as a two thousand foot ship came through the pocket in our sky.
Intense!
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Beautifully woven words
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Thanks Namrata π
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When sci-fi meets poetry. You nailed it, Jacob, and I loved it! β€
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Thank you very much π
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My pleasure π
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This is great. For some reason it reminds me of Birdland by Patti Smith..
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Thanks :). Never read Birdland, I’ll be sure to check it out.
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It’s a song but she was a poet first so her words are great.
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Absolutely love this
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Thank you π
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Very nice
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Thanks Nessa π
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Right words in the right places
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Thank you π
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true that! may be you can read my blogs too..sometimes.. π
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