I KNOW WHAT I SAW
I know what I saw
I pleaded
I know it sounds
weird but I know what it was
All the planets
were aligned
And the moon was
huge in the daytime sky
When there it was
I know what it was
But I don’t want
to say
I’m sick of being
ridiculed
And having my
claims put down
I saw it from a
long way off
It hurtled across
the sky
At a velocity and
direction I knew was strange
And then there it
was
Hovering over the
end of the pier
People stood,
rubbing their eyes
Unsure of what to
say or how to behave
But I know what I
saw
Because I’d seen
one before
That night many
years ago
I had been a young
schoolboy
Travelling through
northern Italy
On a coach full of
rowdy kids
Two bright lights
translucent against a big black sky
But even then I
knew what I’d seen
Aged ten years old
it was clear to me
We’d been visited
from beyond the stars
It was just the
same on this fateful day
The non-believers
stood aghast
Not sure of how to
react or what they saw
I knew what it was
and knew I had to stay
Watching the
unbelievable
Whilst knowing it
was only too real
A flying saucer
had made its way
Across the
universe and had landed
At the bottom of
my street over the bloody pier
I know what I saw
I’d seen one before
BIOGRAPHY
Bradford Middleton was born in 1971 and is a writer of
poetry and short fiction who currently resides in Brighton after coming of age
in London and then being somewhat transient for
a while during which he lived in both Surrey
and Staffordshire. He has so far
attained the status of Contributing Poet at the Mad Swirl, and has been published online in numerous places,
including Word Riot, Foliate Oak, Dead Beats and Horror, Sleaze Trash as well as in print
through the Poetry Quarterly journal. He has a novel near completion
entitled Dive which someone will get
to read soon.
