That's Gonna Leave A Mark
And Other Fun Stories
Making a trek near Flagstaff Arizona
eating barbeque chips atop my bologna
I saw a man in a trench coat, admiring the crater
I walked over and asked, if he needed a translator
He shook his head no, said my great grand father'd been here
It was long ago, though he wasn't sure of the year
He was looking for something that he lost at that site
but he could only see it, in the darkness of night
I said, what could it be? Something that glowed in the dark
he smiled and said, it's what left this mark
You see, he was soaring up near the sun
he needed a break from "area 51"
I looked at him blankly, you mean you're an alien?
he said, yes, I am, what do you do here for fun
I collected myself and said, we can go to Sedona
we can slide down the creek or go to Winslow Arizona
His eyes got all bright and he began to giggle
he said you mean the town, in the song, by the Eagles?
I said, oh my gosh, I really love those guys
it's too bad Glen Fry died, I would love a reprise
We turned on Spotify and jammed the afternoon away
Singing all of their songs, like hotel Cal -if-orn-ia
Then, as the sun set, we went down into the crater
there was a chill in the air, and a soft glowing vapor
And there it was, it all of its glory
the rouge spaceship he spoke of, in his great grandfather's story
He opened the door, and invited me in
I felt like a child, with my dumb, ornery grin
It started right up, and I let out a squeal
He said get over here, and let me take the wheel
Then, we soared away, over the great painted desert
stopped in at Sonic and had some sweet cosmic yogurt
As the sun began to rise, he said, wow, this has been fun
my grandfather always told me, on earth, don't trust anyone
I can see he was wrong; you have been a delight
he dropped me by my car, and then flew out of sight
The next day my phone dinged, it was a text message
I'll be back at the crater, wanna go grab some sausage?
Well, that was the tale of my extraterrestrial friend
At least once a month, we get together again
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition
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Comments (6)
This was a lot of fun. Love it.
I loved the title so much :) And the rest of the poem did not disappoint. What a clever and delightful read. Great work!
Whoaaaa I wish I had a friend like him!
Mrs. Kelli ~ Barbeque Chip Baloney-Burgers: Whew, have you seen all the Goop Burger-Warrior's are slapping onto theirs of late - Can't even get the mouth around them. - Pocket Rolaid-antacids a must - J-bud
These short short stories of yours are great. Stories as poems. Maybe I will give it a try.
Sounds like a whole lot of fun. Enjoyed this thoroughly, Kelli.