Science fiction

1:4:10 Crait (Part 5)

There was a knock at the door. The first guard struggled as he tilted and turned the foldable bench through the doorway and out of the narrow...
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Where is Everybody?

Well, where? Image created by me at canva.com
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In This House III

In the darkness, she dreamt. She saw the village in which she lived. Elm trees, which lined the roadside of her culdesac, shed their leaves, floating...

1:4:10 Crait (Part 4)

Simplicity was almost exactly as she remembered. Although her time on the ship had been short, its layout and the events that occurred within were...
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Planet Prison

“Death never scared me,” I say to an eagle. “Not until today.” It pays mind only to its decaying meal. “This was my favourite bench as a kid,” I add...
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Mono Log

First of all, let's call it prosetry. Well, I've been playing with this one for well over 10 years. My normal mode of working is give the keyboard a bash and then dash. Those I do fiddle with, I rarely improve. However, I've had a go with this... Regarding the quoted/allusory material, I would say that this is the upper (or do I mean lower??) limit of acceptable, but what do I know. If anyone's worried, I'll take it down.

The Can Guru Lectures #314

One day the earth will be blackened rubble. Even now, it's nought but a bubble. Gurning youths with simian stubble. Owt for nowt, at the double. No...

1:4:10 Crait (Part 3)

Char hadn’t even realised they had left the ship. She and Charrlene now found themselves choking in The Slingshot’s courtyard. With a wave of her...
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Black Hole

Another old one. I treated it to some punctuation and one word change. So now it's a completely different poem, isn't it? Picture is from wiki commons. Used under CC 4.0 licence
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Radio Galaxies

Very old poem, written 2011. I like it, but you don't have to. Image created using canva from elements provided.