Poetry by CK Webb   
(All poems Copywrite Ó 2009 by CK Webb)

Stars 

If the stars had a say in where their light should shine,

would they shine on you or me or would they choose

to fade and simply cease to exist?

Love, like a star, chooses whom it wishes to shine on,

and for one brief moment it chooses you and then fades.

　

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You are more than a touch or a word or a thought.

You are more than any dream of love I have sought.

You are the beginning, the end, the cause and affect,

the reason for the strength in these walls I erect.

Behind them I am safe, no one can know,

that I'm trapped by your love, I'll never let go.

Silence

In silence I stand alone and forgotten,

your memory twists like a knife buried deep within.

What lies you told, the dreams you sold.

Are you alone now? How I hope you do

live out the rest of your days in solitude.

You deserve the silence more than I.

Goodbye.

The Storm

There is no thunder, no lightening, nothing quite that frightening,

and yet I know the storm is coming.

There is no rain and no lit up skies, no children with their innocent cries

and still I know the storm is coming.

Clouds grow darker and still I see the sun.

The storm I speak of won't be found outside.

It comes to the place where we all hide.

It fills us with light,

dark sound deafening our ears and flooding the ground.

It swirls around us.

We must decide to fight that current or float away and die.

Is it raining in your world? Are your skies black with pain?

Will you fight against that current or float away in the rain?

　

What?

When I was young, every guy I knew had tattoos, long hair,

And wanted to play music anywhere.

Where have all the rockers gone?

Are you selling insurance or furniture somewhere?

How do you live with yourselves?

A Short Story By DJ Weaver

The Jump
(Copywrite Ó 2009 by DJ Weaver)

 

 I made the jump as I usually did, along with a few fellow Jumpers. We landed within a few lengths of each other and fanned out to take up our locations. We were to take the hill up ahead and not surrender our positions until back-up arrived.

I hated these blind jumps but they were necessary to secure new territory and this was my job. Someday I hoped to get out of this life, but probably not today.

We spread out and moved forward towards our objective. The thick upright stands were normal on these alien worlds but we were used to these strange environments and moved through them cautiously. We never knew what our hosts would have in store for us but we were ready for almost anything.

Just ahead, the uprights thinned into a small clearing, tempting us to get out of the over-growth, but we avoided these clearings at all costs as they were almost always too open to hide in and usually were the cause of many casualties to our comrades. The unseen alien forces from above scouted these clearings and would swoop down with huge biting teeth and long sharp claws decimating our numbers and making easy kills on our troops.

We skirted the clearing and headed for the hill we were to take. As we got closer, I could hear sounds to my right. Awful sounds of other Jumpers being massacred. I headed forward and to my left to escape their fate, not knowing in what horrible manner they where dying. There were so many ways to die on these jumps and I wasn't ready to meet my maker yet.

I made the bottom of the hill and signaled to those closest to me. One or two Jumpers signaled back but I knew that many where gone.

We started up the hill to stake our claim but just as we crested the hill, a thick, killing gas descended on us and several more Jumpers dropped. I held my breath as best I could but I just was not equipped to defend myself against the poisonous fumes that engulfed me. I skittered down the other side of the hill hoping to escape from under the killing fog but I knew I had inhaled some of the fumes and that my minutes where numbered. I thought about all the worlds I'd seen and things I'd done and I could barely believe that my life would end on this dirty stinking alien world.

As I coughed out my last few breathes of life, I prayed for my eternal soul and those of my comrades who had also lost their lives here today. We were the front line and the perpetuators of our species. Others like us had gone before and would come after our passing. It was a shitty end to die alone but.....such was the life of a jumping FLEA!