NaBloMoPo Damn.

This  is awful  this is sad

Things  just  got  so bad,  they are  way past  bad!

I have  had  to say things  such  hurtful  things  to  me

It is  Bloody  Christmas  Cheer,  it always  kills me  you see.

I am too hurt and angry  to say  any more

But  I have  to post  because  of NaBloPoMo.

Now I don’t  want a  bloody fight  so I must  go.

Why are life  and  relationships  so hard, I want  to know.

Musical Theme: Secret fantasies and hopes!

I have always  felt I was  born  too soon. I have  always  wanted  to travel  the s

ar in the future. I also know  that  I have  always wanted  to be a heroine, a Captain Janeway  or Tara Thrace ( Starbuck) Princess Lea  to a lesser  extent!

Sadly  all I can  do  is dream of  being  a starship  or star fighter  pilot …………..

by willowdot21 in Poems Tags:  [Edit]

I wish

I wanted to fly a star fighter I wanted Starbuck’s uniform.

I wanted to fight the Cylons  watch their ships in flames over Orion at dawn.

I wanted to fly beyond the speed of light to curse swear and fight.

I wanted to play with hexagonal cards and drink liqueur and  stay up late  at  night.

I wanted to straith the Cylon’s rebirthing ship with diagonal fire.

I wanted to argue with my superiors and blow smoke in their faces.

I wanted to disarm Caprica  six she was the sexiest of skin jobs, boy did she get on my wick!

I need to lead a fleet of earnest pilots who would follow me to their death.

They would be my responsibility and I would protect them with my final breath.

I would never let them know that, though, I’d need to be aloof  and mean,

yes even if I loved them so, I’d not let that be seen.

I’d be so cool

I would love to look sexy in my vest and flight suit minus my top

I would love to excited the lads and bop bop bop!

I’d be happy teaching flight techniques

and how fire missiles and cannon and just how to stop a Centurion with a strategic oil leaks!

I would make your hair stand on end and your face truly blush

with the expletives I could throw at you if you annoy me out of my mouth they’d rush.

I would love to be the one who held the whole planet’s lives with in my hands,

Even if at first I had no idea that I was part of the gods secret plans.

The Angel of Death

I would take it on the chin to come back from the dead to everyone’s delight.

To be told I was the angel of  death by a mouthy skin!and after such a long flight.

I Would be so happy to be the heroine who leads her people to a new life.

Just to disappear and leave them on a green new planet  to start a new life.

For them to discover that to be their guardian angel was the point of my life.

Angel of life

Battle Star Galacttica

Carl Sagan’s  Cosmos

Their Ships have Souls

by willowdot21 in Uncategorized Tags:  [Edit]

I must of fallen asleep

for when I awoke I was in a castle keep.

As I looked out the windows to my delight I saw my pet crows out in flight.

I just could not believe my eyes I had missed them so.

They are my close confidants on Jupiter since I’d been left alone they had grown so very close.

I did not know this place this weird and lonely mountain range

the grey sky heavy with snow and my dearest crows here all of this is strange.

Behind me I hear a noise, it makes jump I turn around to greet my mother.

She is pleased that I knew she was there, to teach me to use my gifts she had taken care.

Why is she here  I ask though my heart is glad to see her face

I have missed her since she passed on to a better place.

‘Come’ she bade me ‘we have not much time,

the others are waiting  you are now part of the sisterhood divine’.

I approached a table long, it was surrounded by faces I knew,

sisters, my ancestors I could not help myself  I did not  know what  to do.

I silently called my favourite crow to my side.

As she gently alighted on my shoulder the relief I could not hide

she made me bolder.I took my place at the bottom of the table,

I was the youngest there to judge the power of  them all I was just not able.

The eldest present then arose and cried I have seen the future,

I have seen the enemy I have seen the end, all of the races of man had died.

She then shared her vision with us all it was as if the door of hell was opened wide

and I had to steady my crow to stop her fall.

Sweat as cold as ice enveloped me

I was appalled and terrified at what I could see.

My hands were taken from both sides my mother and grandma gave me strength

I sighed the whole sisterhood joined with me and show me more of that I did not want to see.

Once more I awoke but this time back on the ship with vessels

all around silently through space endless dark and cold we forged along

to meet the enemy to behold the vision I had just seen……………… I tell you now I was less than keen.

Space Exploration – Deep Space Disasters Documentary

Ambient Space music Julien H Mulder – Fragments


Beneath this hard exterior there’s no soft marshmallow goo,  there beats a heart of stone.

There’s never been any support for me so what I’ve achieved I’ve done on my own.

My parent’s never cared for me much so I never make any deep ties.

The only true love in my life is my star ship and the skies!

There is one man who could ever touch my soul but fate always intervenes ,

When I get together with Will Adarma  there’s usually ugly drunken scenes.

I think he only sees me as one of the lads,  so make out I don’t give a frack.

But I really fancy him, so ladies watch out or you’ll get my weapon in your back.

We have to save the worlds from the evil Cylon attack

We had them beaten once , but they evolved and now they’re  coming back.

They have morphed  to chrome and blood all covered with skin.

They are clever now, they infiltrated Caprica  with spies

They blew up our worlds so we took the fleet and again flew into the skies.

In Space we regrouped and planned, and I got to work closely with my man.

I will lead what’s left of our pilots and beloved ships

I am the best star fighter pilot but the fracks won’t give me shoulder  pips.

It’s true I like a drink, gambling and a good cigar

I am damn good in bed I’ll give you a good time what ever rank you are!

I am the best pilot as I have said before

I shall find the Cylon’s mothership and give the frackers what for!

I’ll rip the skin off Number Six and I’ll show her no quarter.

She beat the living crap out of me and then denied me even water.

I’ll lead you all to safety find you all another world

For I am really an angel that keeps her wings unfurled!

I am that star you see at night  when it is darkest before the dawn.

I am the one who will shoot straightest so none of you need be forlorn.

I am the mighty Starbuck , Kara Thrace is my real name .

But what ever you call  me I shall save you all the fracking same!



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by willowdot21 in Poems Tags: , [Edit]

The Planet Eaters

They came, the planet eaters, they trundled on and on

they came upon us quietly so at first we did not notice anything was wrong.

The were tall and they were frightening with a wiry and metal shape,

they crept up on us silently and left us wide eyed with mouth agape.

Where once was green meadow is now just dust and sand.

Where flowers bloomed and trees grew is left, just barren land.

People stood in horror they could not believe their eyes.

Those who stood in their path were killed, onlookers shuddered at their cries.

Soon the animals disappeared none left to be found

no birds in the sky, no fish in the sea nor bug from underground.

Supplies of food and petrol became something to fight for

and without electricity and gas there soon began a war.

Neighbour fort neighbour family betrayed their own

and very soon no where was safe and no where was even home.

The people did not last long a few went underground

but the planet eaters killed them as they burrowed under ground.

They drained the world completely of every visage of life

nothing left but dust where once all things live were rife.

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