Best Sci Fi Poems
Once long ago there was a clear blue sky
Where roamed free bird and butterfly
That’s when came the idea to super citify
And to pollution creators deify
All put their brain power to diversify
Silenced anyone who dared go awry
Soon mile high skyscrapers did gratify
And every square inch did occupy
Way too many to quantify
So it was nature they did damnify
Now skies are filled with traffic jams that horrify
Greenish rain waters that relentlessly acidify
Mountain-high billboard ads that do electrify
An extravagance of gadgets enough to stupefy
Implanted technology meant to dehumanify
In light of superfluity, let me just plainly oversimplify
Scientists need to eat a big piece of humble pie
There’s just no way to justify
Why colorful sunsets went by the by
And why no one remembers the aroma of apple pie
Submitted on March 4, 2018 for contest SCIENCE FICTION sponsored by DEBORAH GUENTHER BEACHBOARD - HONORABLE MENTION
Sci-fi fantasy, please come hence to me.
Show me wonder, space opera blunder.
Show the Galaxy, the worlds I must see.
A droid, a spaceship, through the stars I'll skip.
A rebel scout, to hear a wookie shout.
Oh if only! I had my fantasy!
I'd fire my laser. Wield my light saber.
I'd fly at warp speed. No rules would I heed.
I'd be a pirate. I would never quit.
Solo would envy. Faster than him, I'd be.
Even in the matrix, I'd get my kicks.
I'll take dystopian. You just say when.
Oh please! Oh please I beg! Bring forth to me.
My so well deserved, sci-fi fantasy.
-Angel Fatale-
" Sci-Fi Bar Jokes & Riddles ... "
( 1 Tim. 1: 11)
(1.)
"Star Wars Bar ..."
A Jedi Knight and a Wookie, walk into a bar ...
The Jedi tells the bartender to keep the drinks coming.
Around dawn, when the Jedi is too drunk to think,
the bartender, then tells them both, its time to pay
their tab. Then the Jedi, turns to his buddy, the Wookie
and asks, "Do You Mind?"
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(2)
"Dune's Sand Bar ..."
On Arrakis, the desert planet known as Dune,
A Duke and a Baron, walks into a bar ...
Now, which one orders the biggest bottle of Mezcal?
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(3)
"The Matrix-Mixer Bar ..."
Neo and Morpheus, walk into a bar ...
On that night, every patron, gets their first drink free
Now, the selection is between two drink choices on
the list: They can choose either the 'Crimson Cocktail'
or the 'Blue Kamikaze' ... Which did Neo pick?
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(4)
"Stargate Symbol Bar ..."
Col. O'Neill and Teal'c, walk into the Stargate
and wine-up in a bar (he-he) ... in a world
very much like our own. While there, they
socialize with the locals, sample strange brews
and get very intoxicated. However, not to worry,
on this world, the bartender is used to visitors
who can't handle the native liquors ... So,
the bar has their own taxi, on standby
for such occasions. So he dials the cab.
But before the cabdriver comes, the taxi
has to be gased up. The question is:
"What gas station does he use?"
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(5)
"Barsoom/Mars' Whiskey Bar ..."
A Thern and a Thark, walk into a bar ...
They join John Carter, who was drinking Cutty Sark
and a Martini. Also there, is The Princess, who
sips on deja-blue water and a shot of Royal Crown.
The Thern, gives his order for a glass of Jameson & Gin
And the Thark, orders: Jim Bean and Jack Daniels
... and a Bourbon ... and a Beer
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(6)
"Star Trek's Hit The Deck"
As They Journey Into Darkness & Each Distant Star
Kirk & Spock Walks Into The Enterprize's Bar
And Tho' The Ship May Shake & Warp-Drive-Drop
Mr. Spock Keeps As Cool As A Glass of Ciroc
And Captain Kirk, Just Orders A Scotch On The Rocks
('Cause Scotty Takes Care of All The Enterprize's Stock)
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Poem/Jokes by: MoonBee
I set the date
Hope I am not too late
To save some souls
From chilly fate
The year of our Lord
Dial one nine, one two
From my home-based lab
After locking in-situ
A gyro spins
A crackle, a flash
I land on the deck
With a terrible crash
Oh souls that surround me
Running here and around
Never notice my vehicle
Though designed to astound
The floor is now jaunty
My breath like fresh mist
The critical moment I fear
I have missed
Make fast to the lifeboats
Although they are few
I frantically seek out
The captain and crew
"You can double the numbers.."
I cry with a shout
It's too late for they're pushing
The final boat out
I reach for my notepad
Complete these last lines
'Crisp bright morning air
Yet the darkest of times'
A note to myself
Set my machine now to 'home'
So she whirrs and she crackles
Takes instructions, alone
My vain hope is she
Meets me in an earlier state
An inventor incumbent
To change the course of this fate
Now my destiny sealed
By dark ice of the sea
As resigned I join singing;
Nearer My God to Thee
Fast forward to now
Deep-sea divers explore
The old shipwreck is claimed
By the ocean once more
Yet a mystery beckons
Cameras peer through the grime
Uncatalogued cargo
Out of luck, out of time
Sci-fi transports you to a place,
Unrestricted by time & space,
Leaves you cool, collected & calm;
As genres go, it be the bomb.
Living layers of being tugged around scraps of lusterless metal shape the man who was
Or is it the other way around
He can not tell anymore
Improvements or subpar substitutions
He marches on despite his contemplation
The clang and tang of metal on metal echo from his right leg while the muffled thud of organic flesh whispers from his lesser left
He marches on
Imagine feeling where your blood stops flowing as if your veins have hit a metal door yet beyond its frame lay dancing ghost who mock your past
With every augmentation he advances yet diminishes his mortality and morality
Still he marches on
On assignment that must be completed
Computing
The command was entered, a reaction will occur, must occur
His ability for choice is doubtful yet feared
A semi-bionic time bomb ticking its way to a liberating explosion of conscience freedom
Until then he will march on
accelerate me
at the speed of light
into your event horizen
blue shift us together
closing the distance
between us
let your gravity
pull me in
fuse me
to your soul
bathe me
in gamma rays
shot from your nebula
let me study
the astro physics of your body
while we implode
with luminosity
eclipse me
an exploding quasar
drawn in
by your magnetic field
speak to me
whispers carried on stellar winds
we spiral
towards the center
filtered
through a cosmic screen
stars
being born again
I feel asleep
On the wind
It took me to places
High and lofty
Amongst the clouds
And cool high air
Where water is but
Droplets of mist
I touched the stars
And kissed the moon
Shook the hand of
Mr Gray in his tin can
It blew me past the station
So I knocked to say “Hello”
But no one answered
Which was strange
As all the lights were on
On it pushed me
I waved at Major Tom
But I don’t think he heard me
Gave Hal the stink eye
Than got hit by a car
Like a bug on a Tesla windscreen
Driven by a shell of a spaceman
Listening to Mysterious Universe
On its stereo
Pushed on again
I grabbed hold a boat
In it sat
An Owl and a Pussycat
With an oversized nose ring
What a strange sight it was
Flung into the wind again
I was spat at by Alien
Who wanted to use me
For a surrogate
Thought better of this
So pushed it toward Hal
Wow
What a Close Encounter
I drifted on without
A care
Above a beautiful Blue orb
I thought I caught sight
Of a Turtle behind it
But put it down to a mirage
The wind that blew
Must of blew itself out
As I drifted down
To a Silent World
That blue
Blue orb
Past wafting clouds
Or was it Swamp Gas
Gently as a deflating
Weather balloon
I feel back into
The seat I fell asleep in
I woke with such
Emotion from this journey
That it all must have been real
Or was it all
But a dream
To be fair and true
Such as life is
And the wind that blew
Mars flew out of orbit
Venus got rid of her gas
Mercury sped past Pluto
Jupiter shrunk her mass
Saturn shed all her rings
Neptune's water froze
Uranus just flailed away
Pluto's dog lost its nose
The Solar System was freaking
The 'Laws of Physics' creaking
Way back a learned man tried to teach his
Students, the treatment of using leeches.
And to those who had doubting defiance,
They were told to, ‘Just trust the science.’
After all what’s wrong with bloodletting,
When good health is what you’ll be getting.
Yet sometimes leeching was overdone,
Which aided the death of George Washington.
Two hundred years ago some Calomel,
Was supposed to make sick patients well.
But some people cried out ‘It has cured me,’
To avoid ingesting more mercury.
And shockingly there’s coffee enemas,
To ease constipation dilemmas.
Yet its cure is just ‘pie-in-the-sky’,
Joining that list of cures, that are sci-fi.
Sci-fi persists with Coronavirus,
Since shots can bring on myocarditis.
Still, people long to be in compliance,
Coz for god’s sake, they trust the sci-fi-ence.
Why be like past sci-fi-ence enablers,
Who believe the paid off ‘expert’ fablers.
Why not take time to learn alternate views,
And debunk myths with good health and good news.
Unlike your Mr Asimov
Whom I hear likes Rachmaninoff
My limericks are clean
the point clear to be seen
Perhaps he drinks too much Smirnoff!
Spelling used is how the man spelt his name when writing English.
I've been in battles
Never seen before
All are top secret
To documents I swore.
Places so different
No one has seen
But when I got back
I was told it was a dream.
But I can remember running
Running so fast
Dodging bullets of light
And infernal blasts.
To say exactly
Where I've been
I really don't want to remember
What I have seen.
Everywhere around me
Seemed like a trap
But no one could ever
Place this on a map.
I remember the rules
No helmets off
For the air is so thin
Your definitely cough.
So where is this place
Cos I want to know
3 golden suns
In the sky that glow.
Scared to death
Each day a fright
So stars in the sky
For perpetual daylight.
I just won't except this
For it isn't a dream
In god's holy name
For where have I been.
Shift Galactic
The Space Turd was big
As large as an abnormal man
Three miles across
By a million wide
It moved here and there
Splatting moons and planets
Like a tennis ball
Universal destroyer of crap
Not caring who died
Its death list was long
On and on till the end
Would it kill all planets?
Thus voiding all life
So only blackness remained
All stars being full of crap
Just like my teenage enemies
Unleash the galactic turd
Space Turd is coming to Earth!
MAJOR INSOMNIA
CORPORAL SLEEP
Nick Armbrister and other writers
Moving forth and backwards
In our own know three dimensions
Is understood and simple
It’s our basic comprehension.
Yet adding in an axial fourth
We become confused
Time just keeps on ticking
All our protests are refused.
Gravity affects the speed
At which our time proceeds
Yet always marching forward
Not affected by man’s deed.
To travel where we wish in time,
Is something we unable
To achieve but we should not
Remove it from the table.
To master temporal travel
Will always be the goal
But who knows what is lurking
Inside of a Black hole
Never giving up the hope
We’ll master it one day,
To travel to the time we want
Is just the human way.
Accepting limitations
Of the possibilities of time
Is how we will stay grounded
But to dream is not a crime.
So for now, keep on watching
Doc Brown and McFly
Time travel may be out there
Just keep reaching for the sky.
Captain Nemo,
I; Captain Nemo from the silent darkness of the deep search for a rare lost treasure that vanished so very long ago.
Keenly my periscope surveys the shores, scanning intently as through the dark of the deep the Nautilus does silently go.
Always stealthy, yet when the magnificent Nautilus surfaces at any port, the grandest of entrances she makes there putting on such a show.`
The genius in building the wondrous Nautilus everyone can see, with the grandeur of the spectacular Nautilus giving them all such a glow.
From the elegant state rooms decorated in ornate gold, to the lavish meals in the opulent dinning room, then dancing in a room fit for a ball.
Around each corner some fantastic new way, enamoring everyone because the beautiful and stately, awe inspiring Nautilus captivated them all.
Yet even with such riches, I remain the sole commander of the deep, here all alone in my fortress of solitude, by my hand and mind's iron will.
Searching everywhere for that long ago vanished treasure, never content until my one true soul mate I may find... until...
That rarest of rare treasures stops always beckoning unto me from somewhere that I must find, “out there!”
Doomed to travel the world if that is what must be, combing the lands to seek out my soul mate so fair.
To ever so gently take her by her delicate hand on the most amazing trip of a lifetime there together at the bottom of the sea.
Sharing all this whole world has to offer with my soul mate, as Love abounds on the Nautilus living our lives wild and free.
Alas she has been nowhere to be found as yet, and I pursue my vigilant task to find my soul mate true.
No matter where you may be, that place I will some day find, and never relent on this daunting search until I find you.
Remaining ever stealthy hidden in the darkest keep, yet always hunting for you my soul mate with whom our love forever more stays.
Traveling in the wonders of the majestic Nautilus to all parts of the world, happily ever after unto the very last of our many days.