We had our Poem-A-Thon just yesterday here in Pittsburgh, and we typed poems for donations. Memorable poems include one about a diamond-hard blue stegosaurus and a strange journey through philosophy via a red panda. One of our donors is a lover of science fiction and fantasy. Here is the poem I wrote for her, based on our conversation about science fiction and how it reflects our own world.
In these viole(n)t waters
the dragon-ray swims. This
is no harbor for the upright
and armored knight. He will
rust shut, trapped in his small
world of barnacles and oxidation.
Let the dragon-ray churn and
shine. He admires his reflection.
He is a reflection of the new.