Saturday, April 20, 2024

Rapunzel – Space Version

Rapunzel – Space Version

Laijon Liu 20240420


Rapunzel

crashlanded and survived a space travel disaster

thru a narrow escape, off the mothership

her ivory spacecraft stood like a leaning tower

on a strange planet of sand and red dust storm

the perfect baby girl of the Sun and Earth

selected for gene modification and green mission

Mother Gothel cradled her, taught her alphabet

showed her photosynthesis hacks and how gravity bends

she would be given the master key to access the galaxies

she would be made Dame Rapunzel as picked in the womb

but succumbed to her fatal human flaws, doomed to fail

her purpose of becoming of intellect over emotions

a girl flew in her dream and woke up, a woman perplexed

she stared at the starry nightsky, sobbed and screamed


Mother Gothel

poetry, music, dramas, their primal senses of being

that pulls down humanity as the universe calls them up

they gravitate to their mystic L-word, poor love losers

like how a smell triggers their brain sensory receptors

greedy happiness they struggle so much for too little gain

tricks, betrayals, anxiety, brawls, wastes, death and griefs

their whole planetary pandemonium, a chaotic zoo

that vision tormented her, so she became a science witch

she walked into her glowing quantum collider

and her mothership self-constructed thru her voice prompts

she loved to see how watery red planets growing vegetation

and how a gigantic mass of asteroids swirled into a moon

she screen-searched for the reachable habitable planets

and adopted a new born to be her daughter of the universe


The Prince

his name was M3269, M for male

In vitro insemination incubator #3269

his bio age marked Prime, task: exterior maintenance

assigned his life to one compartment and specific surface

on-shift, he checked his hover vehicle with his protege

scanned for the damages, loaded up the panels

tested radio caller and put on his spacesuit

then drove out, into the vacuum behind the airlock

second shift he refurbished the broken panels

trained M3269b(b for backup man) in the furnace station

next he adjourned to the workout chamber

tied his limbs onto the bands system, drank his protein, slept

a voice spoke thru the tunnels and in each room

that voice guided his toddle to his first step into the dark void


The Mothership

that nurturing body vesseled the seeds of miracle

cradled the mankind intelligence out to the vast unknown

her maiden voyage initiated in a silent song

sang in the heart and mind of a dreamer

look, that young beautiful body bathing in the golden light

proudly stood in a cascading spring of the starlight

that shape of speed, like a falcon into the abyss

glided on the curve of time, an albatross’ odyssey

electromagnetic shield protected her membrane cells

solar quantum engines, electric furnaces, chip & bio labs instore

hovers, robots and drones assembled in her factory shops

spacecrafts, capsules, ready for planet mineral extraction

through the rings of floating boulders, dusts and particles

she wondered, like a fawn searching in the fog


Time Travel

the universe glittering thru our telescopes

future outlook, a preset happenstance of the past

fossil samples dissected under the microscopes

a civilization’s finds predated the civilization itself

the present moment slightly past in our eye

and thoughts seems always wired to our memory blocks

going to the future, leap into that blank?

or to make sense of who and what we are and made of?

fate held in a baby’s hand, repeatedly dropped

the fabrics of existence thru the infinite bangs

how we wished we could break light-speed, rewind time

to go back and fix each broken thing

go through that time tunnel for many times

and wake up, still remembered what we need to mend
















Saturday, April 13, 2024

Fawn’s Lullaby

 

Fawn’s Lullaby

Laijon Liu 20240413


how’s my child? how’s my fawn?

come drink the spring to quench your thirst

how’s my child? how’s my fawn?

the twigs are chewy, the berries are sweet

the sun smiles with its gentle rays

the wind dresses you with a sprinkle of blooms

the meadow is green, the woods is your home

the wide world you run & roam, never fear the traps

how’s my child? how’s my fawn?

go find that cave faraway we can hide

how’s my child? how’s my fawn?

there we rest on the soft bed of grass

we sing our mother’s lullaby:

hugs and kisses make all hurts go away.


Note:

Grimm tale Little Brother and Little Sister is a pretty moving piece. To me it’s more poetic than other famous tales adopted by Disney and other writers and poets. Because most tales are the creation of real live and real living experiences that passed down thru retelling of folk gossip or record of real events and later turned to different narrative and ending according to the tellers own experience and understanding and ideal they want to or exhibit their artistic imagination. If people never really grow up thru a terrifying abusive environment since childhood, they cannot relate to some stories like this, so they can’t write their mind and feeling no matter how talented they are. For people who understand this tale, this tale is for you, I speak to you now, your tear trickles in your heart like the spring that fawn drinks. You are not alone, don’t fight it, you need to cast out that demon and be healed!!!

Saturday, April 6, 2024

Riffraff

 

Riffraff

Laijon Liu 20240406


fighting over the chicken feed all going nuts

droves of no-goods such perfect match

flamboyant they deck out, a bossy swagger

or sincere or victimized they put on their best act

cocksure animals trump up their morning mood

cackling clucking and henpeck all nights

well, you must put up with them for their treats

the tricks they keep you guessing bad eggs or duds

sitting on pins and needles you sigh and hope

for the good deal they promise you over the hills

the old saying says if it waddles and quacks...

but you say maybe this time it’s not a duck

they know your soft spot, your buttons and trigger

and you be glad your anger makes you feel alive.