Sci-Fi Afternoon Picnic Poetry ...... Jenaye Milano

Sci-Fi Afternoon Picnic Poetry

Jenaye Milano

The pitch black afternoon smothered the sun. With blankets in the sky, we sit upside down in this dark atmosphere. The flowers are bloomless in the clouds. Animals prance upside down. The sun rises in the evening, and sets in the morning. The stars come out to play hide-and-seek at lunch, And the moon awakens us with its groans. This is where we write our poetry. In the sky our metaphors live and in the moon our sin:,iles sleep. Our poetry is born here. Why then is it always black? We have no answers, only creativity.