Izzy Gumbo Poet I do not know?

Time Travels You Say?

... pffft... blows long hair away...
from the eyes as she gently, ever so
moving slow, inserts home grown,
self sewn, Text.mex.i.flux.... there.
... pffft... damn hair, needs a cut.
Will it fit? This crystal duck...?
Into the bit, just a turn and a tuck...

Just a flux.Ca.pacitator... self created
by this Creator, to fit the ship.
Standing hands on hips... near the switch.
~Did it fit?

"Well..." She say....
Warp drive to improbable, possible
improbabilities, which sound extra.
ordinarily possible to the Boss, are
most likely at sum cost but not loss.
Is my calculation.
~Is that YOU? Houston? No problem.

Just a girl with some bootes on,
little music blaring strong,
Sherlock, on her arm...
Ms.Tree.us smile... or was that mile?
~SOL.a.Lite!
You're quite right!

... pffft... blows long hair away...
from the eyes as she gently, 
ever so softly replies...

This crystal flies. Without a vent.
;) ~Quack~ lol~





revisited....
there are apparently, some here not familiar with fluxCapacitators and holoducks!   ;)
http://www.123exp-fantasy.com/star-trek/
"Live Long.  And Prosper"
Says my honey....
lol!!!!

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Sebastian Aaron Baez May 16, 2009 at 6:33 AM LOL!...In the words of captain picard, ENGAGE!

John E Wordslinger May 14, 2009 at 10:03 AM I love this poem , it fits me, :)

Ernilando Tugaff May 12, 2009 at 7:25 AM Fantastic and I really enjoyed reading it. Post some more. Ernilando

Sandra Hudson May 11, 2009 at 6:27 PM a handkerchief if you please---AA

Sandra Hudson May 11, 2009 at 6:11 PM Oh my!-AA

Paul Stacey May 11, 2009 at 3:32 AM I love this. it is fantasticly enjoyable to read.

Corinne Curcio May 10, 2009 at 7:09 AM Wish I understood this one. I thought maybe you were talking about a hair blower/dryer. Oh well. Interesting writing though :-)

James Fraser May 10, 2009 at 6:42 AM Izzy, what a lovely read, as James mentioned i too thought you were a frustrated electronics engineer endeavouring to get the job done, hair in your eyes impeding your task. But all in all what a kool poem, kindest regards - James,x & that you so much for your comments.

James Peranteau May 10, 2009 at 6:15 AM Izzy,..at first I thought you were into electronics,..but then,..oops,..I realized, you were into poetics ! *smiles* Great write Izzy ! james

James Marshall Goff May 9, 2009 at 7:40 PM Izzy, this creativity is what the soup is all about! and what I rejoice in!! just stretch and snap my brain with every line and I'm good-to-go!!!!! love!! love!!! love!!! it!!!! ( I actually felt brain-cells multiplying while reading this poem!) ...Jimmy

Derrick Burton May 9, 2009 at 7:13 PM Had to read this again..... and thanks again.

Derrick Burton May 9, 2009 at 7:12 PM That was really fun to read and really enjoyed it and the story of it. Thank you for your warm comments as well and you have a good day.

L'Nass Shango May 9, 2009 at 5:22 PM Creative originality ... very intriguing play around the hair ... fancy lights a fire here.

Carolyn Devonshire May 9, 2009 at 3:44 PM Mail Call

Carolyn Devonshire May 9, 2009 at 3:41 PM There is no problem, Houston. We just have a very talented poet on board who takes us on flights of fancy beyond warp speed. Hmm, in what time period did we land, Sherlock? Great poem, Izzy! Gives the reader lots of laughs and smiles (quack). Love, Carolyn