David Lewis Paget

Gold Star - 9,376 Points (22.11.1944 / Nottingham, England/live in Australia)

After The Comet - Poem by David Lewis Paget

Ad-ma was a techno, and he worked for Magno Rep.,
Logging vagaries of asteroids, their orbits, speed and depth,
On the eastern shore of Atalan, his villa on the shore
He would plot triangulations, mapping comets by the score,
But his brow was creased with worry,
And his eyes were ringed with black,
For he hadn't slept these many nights
Since Agnar Kor's attack,
It had suddenly appeared from outer
Space that gave it birth,
And the dark and dread conclusion was
It would collide with earth.

It was known as an erratic, potent wanderer through space,
But its orbit wasn't constant, it had been quite hard to trace,
For a week or more it could be seen, quite naked to the eye,
With its tail like whirling serpents lighting up the evening sky,
While at Ba-ha-ma the experts
Had been working on the core,
Of the huge magnetic pulser that
Might save the earth once more,
Set electrostatic charges to
Repulse the comet's head,
Change its course of pure destruction
Or the folk on earth were dead.

Ad-ma told his lovely partner, Neve, to pack their clothes and things,
He would take her to Ba-ha-ma, check the huge magnetic rings,
She was almost six months pregnant, would the baby still be born?
If they had to die together, they would pass within the storm
That the impact of the comet
The destructive Agnar Kor
Would unleash upon the planet
Like some planetary war,
Though if Ad-ma's calculations
Were of any use at all,
He'd beat off the dreadful comet,
Like some great magnetic ball.

They took off before the sunset to give purpose to his plan,
It was just an hour's flight across the breadth of Atalan,
But the pulser overheated, and the core it fairly glowed
And the scientists all panicked, quit the plant and hit the road,
There was no place they could run to
But they panicked all the same,
So when Ad-ma came to help them
All his plans went down the drain.
He took Neve back into safety in
The plane and slammed the door,
Got to 50,000 feet, to head
Away from Agnar Kor.

They had been aloft an hour when the comet hit the earth,
And the shock was so horrific, Neve had almost given birth,
But they watched the earth beneath them stagger, shift, and turn around
As the seas rose in a column, swept across the solid ground,
And their Atalan was wasted,
Buried underneath the sea,
As the storms destroyed the life
Of every forest, every tree,
All the continents were shattered
Every tribe that went before,
They had vanished in a moment
In the rage of Agnar Kor.

Ad-ma turned the plane due east, and flew until their fuel fell
'Til they came upon a place where land rose up above the swell,
Then he put it down as gently as he could upon the plain
Where the rivers bubbled brightly, and the soil was moist with rain,
Neve had stumbled from the aeroplane
And cried in wild relief,
'God has brought us to salvation,
We must strengthen our belief! '
Ad-ma smiled and said, 'This place is good
We'll build ourselves a town,
And I'll plant you hanging gardens
When the waters all go down.

So they settled in the country, and the earth, it settled down,
And they built their hanging gardens, and a palace in the town,
And they joined their names together so they'd never think to leave
So their children would be happy, they were known as Ad-ma Neve,
While the waters still lie over
What was once called Atalan,
And a great magnetic pulser
Water cooled, lies under sand,
Dragging vessels to the bottom
In a mystery, long gone,
While they called their baby's birthplace,
(Neve's idea) - Baby-lon.

2 October 2008

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 2, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, November 3, 2008

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