Don't know what to think, Seeing some weird things
Strange in its doing, Moving like a string
Pattern as it may, Not straining in a line
But, standing, this way, Not as so define
Hovering a while, Yet, floating about
As though its glowing, And not going out
It's so amazing, To see what's to see
Strange in its doing, Thought come upon me
It's blowing my mind, Wondering, How's this?
Don't know what to think, It looks like a disc
Thanks for reading Poem #2394
Idea on Feb 27, 2014 at 5:46 AM on edge of bed by A/C
Re read and made some changes on August 14, 2015
at Color Me Red 11:41 AM and on 8 Sept 9, 2015 while
reviewing to post this poem.
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