The Yew Tree

complex skin patterns
communicating desire -
rain drumming outside.

singing metaphors
across the water - two clans
meet after winter.

podlings hatch after
the forest fire - stretching wings,
eating toasted seeds.

nitrate-laden seas
on distant worlds - vast and slow
cetacean dreams.

mouth-parts quiver
beneath the layer of ice
extremophiles lurk
 
the blue light beneath
picks out the vent formations:
life accelerates

desert winds carry
little specks of consciousness -
crossroads at midnight

lichen moves slowly,
increasing complexity:
everything crumbles

An old neon sign
"The Galaxy's Finest Spoo
- Served Both Hot AND Cold."

the eggs are hatching
after a million years -
delayed invasion
 

 
alien software
dowloaded, installed via
SETI screensaver
 

flowers opening
in response to the stars' light:
sailing dark waters
 
the silver fishes
mating at the conjunction:
thousand-year cycle

the soul harvester
comes by with his bag of bones:
pumpkin lanterns leer.


almond eyes vanish -
I can't take seriously
aliens from Z-Handbag *
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Art and architecture


suspended in air
stone span, retro-Georgian
memories of Earth
 
awed by stained glass -
making dancing colours in
dappled summer light
 
a votive candle
reflected in polished bronze -
grove of steel pylons
 
the small shrines beneath
the giant cacti: each tells
a bittersweet tale
 
the elders' conclave
sings the triumph: how they flew
the singing stones in

The following scifaiku was inspired by keithd21's scifaiku
"Incomprehensible art. / Explorer's blind to colors / of artist's visible spectrum".

pigments pulsating
with the viewer's mood changes
- interactive art
 

the settlers made a
mutation awareness quilt -
species memory
 
[see Genetic Expressions, especially genetic1.jpg]
[see also Penousal Machado's EvoArt]
 
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Inspired by Liz Williams' books:

viral harvest
nexus succumbs to fever
- consciousness expands

[The above 'ku was inspired by Liz Williams' Empire of Bones.]

caught in the bloodmind
my subterranean self
haunts my waking hours
 
follow where the land leads:
senses attuned to the masque,
we dance the seasons.

[The above 'ku were inspired by Liz Williams' The Ghost Sister.]

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Lost civilisation

each crumb of earth
lived once, danced beneath the moon -
hear them whispering
 
drifting sands reveal
writing in stone, its meaning
lost. Desolation.
 
new Rosetta stone
in reddish granite, reveals
spacefarers' language
 
they chased their visions
across the Hub - few remained
to inscribe the tale

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The Great Moon Hoax

beavers on the moon
all living in harmony
with the man-bats
 
vast forests and inland seas,
lilac-hued quartz pyramids,
great herds of bison
 
blue mountain unicorns;
spherical, amphibious
rolling beach creatures
 
http://www.museumofhoaxes.com/moonhoax.html
 
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Future cosmetics

hologram
camouflage
reflecting
blonde feelings

skin pigmentation
changes to reflect the mood:
if you can read it

adjusting muscles,
putting a brave face on it:
with nano-motors

gossamer lichen
forms spirals, swirls, and patterns:
the new body art

better than piercings
so cool, the latest chic: an
alien implant