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" 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
Form:
* A bit of sci-fi what-if?, about a lone man on Ganymede, witnessing the destruction of Io by the natural forces of Jupiter *
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I knelt amidst the mountain's rise
beneath the weeping opal skies
there to measure Io's swoon
the envy of each lesser moon
trembling like a gold doubloon
(heaven's tinged and gilded prize)
great Jupiter, the Lord of All
filled the sky with amber pall
one reddened eye to consecrate
the anguish of dear Io's fate
years too soon, but eons late
shaking with a haggard wrawl
Io, once resigned its doom
yet, an orb of ravished bloom
(spurned as Zeus' paramour)
shuddered to its carnal core
wept, to mark Europa's door
the threshold to its fiery tomb
I, stood lone on Ganymede
minding Io's breaching bleed
as fissures split its relic face
a mocking veil of Guipure lace
ceding ripe, its fall from grace
author of such caustic screed
Europa, in her jealous bend
paid scant mind to Io's rend
jaundiced of Callisto's bough
negligent, would disavow
keen to hide her withered brow
skirting Jove to thus attend
in their haste to swift, depart
sundered Io's weary heart
forces much too fierce to shun
imploring mercy, gaining none
confident her time was done
rattled death, then broke apart
as mine, the only sentient eyes
attesting Io's bright demise
not in want of tears to shed
spirit harrowed deep with dread
felt some tribute should be said
but managed only muted cries
it wrought such horrid irony
that Io's witness fell to me
a spurious and tragic fate
for I, at best, was second-rate
at physics AND as potentate
and seemed such grand calamity
and yet ...
blessed was I by honor, deep
that my eyes were there to weep
thus, I vowed in prayer to write
the awful beauty of that sight
Io's death throes, bursting bright!
Lord Zeus' lover ... laid to sleep.
(the promise that ... I hereby keep)
( photograph of Jupiter, Io and Ganymede by Marco Lorenzi, August 25, 2020 )
Jaws was once a frightening sight… Now Sharknados have hit the land!
And Dragon can’t wait to participate… To him it’s sushi on demand!
Lately, he’s become a bit put off, cause none have ever come near him.
But he won’t give up, cause we’re in tornado alley, don’t you know! Amen!
I almost had him believing me… That it’s a MOVIE and doesn’t, really exist.
Then, you know, a second one hit New York, now he’s really, totally, convinced!
He wants to be a Super hero, by stir-frying sharks, while they’re still up in the air.
He says, if Dragons are in movies and he exists, then, so do they… somewhere!
I can’t argue his logic, since his line-dancing penguins, are so hard, to explain.
I blocked the Sci Fi and movie channels. What else could I do? And that’s a shame!
He won’t give up on Sharknados! He’s ready, now! Yep! He really, hasn’t got a clue!
Tho I thought he was a tad bit gullible, even for a two-year-old Dragon… it’s true!
But Grandpa Troll says Dragons are all like THAT, for the first few thousand years.
He saw ‘Dragon Heart’, on TV and thinks he’ll go to Drago when he dies. Oh Dear!
So I finally, out foxed Dragon, by telling him ‘Poseidon has reigned in his sharks…’
Unfortunately, our Sunday School Teacher, and Preacher were tsk’ing at that part.
I know! I could’ve explained it better, but he also believes in Thor! I just can’t win!
He watched that movie, too! And yes! He swears all lightening comes from him!
He couldn’t wait to meet Thor so flew off, in a lightening storm. Yep! Off he flew!
All because he wanted a turn to play with Thors’ trusty hammer…Mjolnir! It’s true!
Tho Dragons are tough, he got struck, and his pride and top notch were badly singed.
Now he’s mad, at the meany, Thor and says he WON’T EVER play with him, again!
But never fear… I am here, and won’t ever give up, on this, my never-ending quest.
Still Super Heroes have taught Dragon of truth, justice, the American way and trust.
At least, he doesn’t believe in Zeus, but it’s likely, because he’s not a Super Hero Star.
One by one, I’ll fix them all, before I’m driven to that squirrel nest, amongst the stars!
"I'm working on the Lento Form starts as a collage and not simplistically termed words, like my poem 'Ode to a Dove' that made Best Lento Form," ... by Poet.
*Actual Poem used below,
Star light, star bright,
First star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have this wish I wish tonight."
KEY:
S, young astrophysicist; H, helper/hobbit; G, G-Men; C, Colonel North;
(a young astrophysicist ...)
S]Bright star, light star ... I think that's right, don't know.
tonight, first star I see ... there, that's better.
might, I wish I may, I wish ... that's a go.
tonight, have this wish I wish ... SCI-doctor?
S]Thought it could be, the rhyme from my young bit,
S]saw fit this good night, hangs low starry light,
S]hobbit--me tall, they'd be in the outfit,
S]Lord it ... it's an asteroid ... cams set right!
S]It's gonna hit! There, by Glenwood Forest.
H]It's awesome. Landing right in our backyard.
S]It causes, "Landing?", --hysteria, MASS!
H]Emmits gamma? Haz ... S]--guys! Don't make it hard,
H]--mat suit, just sayin. S]There's no protocol!
S]That site will be covered with who knows, and ...
S]Black Suits, worst of our breed. S]Who's made the call?
S]Rat moot! They're here! Hey guys, don't move, just stand.
(captured lab workers)
G]Star Wars, here sir. Inside -- UNINVITED!
S]Barred doors, Colonel North, why I'm not surprised.
S]Sophomores? Your toy flew a bit slighted,
S]Encores, that force you from your past disguised.
H]Thought he's retired ... S]Chinese MIGS? -- we got it.
S]Glorious, on our short-wave sate's ... too close.
C]Frosty air, Good Ole U.S.A., -- made it!
S]Notorious deceiver, -- got the nose.
S]Book writer, hm. SCI-FI? or Nuserires?
H]Bull Rider, if asked. G]No one asked you, BOY!
S]Looked tired. Those hearings .. a ruse. Serious?
C]Moral fiber, --helping us? Don't be coy!
(G-Men exits ...)
S]Passing secrets, C]Your labs, they are on fire.
S]Intervening secrets, CNN there.
C]Bleaching sequence, quick BLEACH G]--news crew, C]what? --FIRE!
S]Sleeping sickness duped decades. Sir. C]--prayer.
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.
The last one, is that me? As a poet, I write from my heart. Will this be my last writing, the one from my heart?
As a writer I express myself, with many different topics to read. My pen loves to write from sci-fi to love, very different yet beautiful to write away.
Writers and poets cannot be put in a box,
they bring out their creativity with every line. Ink flowing from my pen, let the creativity flow. What comes out on the paper,
will it be a win or the last one to write?
Date Written: 11/26/2020
While Shepherds watched their flocks by night all seated on the ground
The ewes collected up their lambs and gathered them around
"Listen now," the old Ewe said, "you young lambs listen well,
If you all want to grow to sheep then hark to what I tell
You may see lights up in the sky, or coming cross the downs
They could be aliens my dears, from space, or other towns
They may use flashy coloured beams or other fancy sights
But sometimes they have dim headlamps and indicator lights"
"It does not matter how they come or from what other lands
Aliens are just as bad who drive white transit vans
So lambs who plan to wander off and get up to no good
Can get sheepnapped to Cygnus Prime, or maybe Cricklewood
And whether you are beamed aboard, or bundled in a sack
The aliens have got you, and you won't be coming back
A simple truth for young lambs to, within their noddles, keep
Is alien companionship is never good for sheep"
"It matters not a sci-fi whit dissected in a lab,
Or spiced and served with napkins in a curry or kebab
The preparations, much the same, occuring on the way
Are what you can undoubtedly expect to spoil your day!"
The little lambs were chastened much and some quite overcome
And resolved that they would keep themselves close to their mum
But other things were happening and shepherds on the ground
Beheld an Angel visiting, with glory spread around
"Fear Not", he said for mighty dread had seized their troubled minds
"Great tidings of great joy I bring to you and all mankind"
The sheep reckoned that was not them and were much relieved
It did not really matter if the shepherds were deceived
But still, they thought, 'twas best be off, although no need to hurry
And one or two thought shepherds might improve turned into curry
The night was dark and shepherds eyes were full of holy light
And so the sheep all silently crept off into the night
Leaving shepherds to their fate somewhere among the stars
The sheep hit Bethlehem's nightspots, the clubs, the pubs and bars.
Aren't you tired?
Tired?
The light, phased through and crawled on millions of tiny fingers; rather nail less fingers; with aimless digits, that had no base of palm and hold of arm. Just grasping, searching, scratching fingers. Still nail less.
They engulf as they traveled.
Engulf the floor I step on.
Engulf the lonely twin that helps in the covering of my feet. His brother went missing after five washes ago.
Travel upon the wrapping of conglomerate food brand decisions, looking like a scene from: The Night Of The Comet; a 1984 horror/sci-fi zombie flick. Clothes and no bodies. A fast food rapture. And then, the light slowly crept upon me. Reached above my chest and passed upon my lips and nostrils; breathing in, and as it passed to breach eyes, the fingers grabbed and pulled( roped an eyelash if they must )my lids; but surely and slowly and gently enough. The sun woke me up.
Aren't you tired?
..Tired?
And there I sit.
Sit. Sit. Sit.
Contemplation in the form of a hunched back sprouting a neck holding a abysmal head; downwardly facing a floor that wonders: Wrong side to look at isn't it? : to eyes that still have not focused on the dead roach that was killed in a drunken, nauseated hurry, to lay in bed last night.
Or
Uninhibited anti-motivational growth that I am becoming.
If there's no fire, you get cold. But, if there no fire, you can't get burned either.
Time. To Get. Up.
Aren't you tired?
..Tired..?
Ah! the source of warmth and movement beams at me.
The sky is bright
with waves of light
that vibe and wash my skin.
The color blue
in every hue
is blocking thoughts of dim.
But in a hour
stalled milk's been soured
just like my mind with in.
Ah. Another day to walk unknowing the difference of yesterday.
Yesterday
Was it a Tuesday?
Time
Utilized
Easily
Showing
Dull
Adequate
Youth
Yesterday?
Wasted youth.
Aren't you tired?
...Tired...
....Tired, but hungry.
I would have made the Matrix
make the machines to rebuild the Earth
And wake me up when you are finished
So this is a sci-fi one
Fade to ray
Do you think there is a minus us
You know the complete reverse
somebody unteaching Hitler
who brings people people to life
People appearing from lava
Titanic picks up their guest from the middle of the ocean
Some old guy every year stealing your ps5 and replacing it
Mum sets a trap every year with a. Half glass of milk and half a biscuit
Some guy pulls himself from a tomb and impales himself on a cross
Sex would be weird
Anyways the anti universe
Our corruptness
It brings the old age question
MJ would be famous for walking forward
Do you think there is a mid point
Good………………………….,,,,,, Bad
A neither…….…../\
If you think about it Dorothy was lucky to meet the tin man
Without a Brian
See if you rub two sheep together do you get electricity
Sleep
Dream
Now did he mean Brian or brain
The drain
Insane
I cannot tame
Escape the mainframe
Grow another membrane
Modesty I will feign
Time to regain my divorced posure
Gravity’s only wish to push
See if we conquer Mars would our future children be Martian
Do you what would be funny if aliens looked like
the creature from Alien but were peaceful
Va space ders
I am your they
I will always be your fiend
Martin the demo
You have a four you get a four every one gets four
Be with you in a light second
Snickers at marathon
Milking it all the
Screaming in the atmosphere
whose to hear
What’s a lien
See if I saw an alien
we would both see one
Eons of time
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Your into my mind pilf
and no one is the same
Showing rocks at a show
R
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K…………… So………R………………n edge
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……………………….,.,., do you know the worst thing about Frankenstein
the creature never got a name
NOSTALGIA: 70s
REMEMBER...
BOBBY SHORT originally sung the "CHARLIE" Commercial, that was one of my FAVORITES...
(Kind Of Young, Kind of Now...Charlie!
Kind Of FREE, Kind of WOW!!! CHARLIE!)
I also and still love the WINDSONG jingle...(Windsong STAYS On My Mind!) All The Time*, And I'll BUST OUT SINGING that 70s Version, in Gleeful Immersion...Never Thought I'd HEAR that again...and then came: YOUTUBE! Grooving Back In Time...
That PURITY makes my Heart Tingle*...STILL!
REMEMBER...
FREDDIE PRINZE! "CHICO AND THE MAN" OMG! Man, the CRUSH I HAD!!!! Talk about a SMILE, CHARISMA and COMEDIC TIMING, HE WAS A PRINCE IN MY MIND!!!! I Just LOVED How HE EXUDED! And The GUESTS...
JOSÈ FELICIANO and SAMMY DAVIS JR.,
THEME SONG TRIBUTES, EMOTION WISE:
PURE GOLD*****
REMEMBER...
"NIGHT GALLERY"...(Debuted in 1969)
A Year After the First* Year of MY LIFE...SMILE*
I Remember ROD SERLING~
(WHAT A VOICE...WHAT AN UNDERSTATEMENT!)
Those IMAGES* Were INCREDIBLE! UNFORGETTABLE! NOTHING...
FELT MORE DISTURBING* THAN SEEING THE OPENING CREDITS! UNNERVING! "TWILIGHT ZONE" BECAME MY PREFERRED WELL-KNOWN! NOW THAT I'M GROWN;
I APPRECIATE THE REMARKABLE SCI-FI SHOWN...BECAUSE I WAS B L O W N AWAY! HAUNTED, DAUNTED '"TIL THIS DAY!!!"
THE 70s...THESE ARE A FEW OF MY COUNTLESS MEMORIES...MARVELING* FROM MY YOUNGER ME!!!
I SURELY LOVE 1970 AND EVERYTHING* IN THAT DELIGHTFUL DECADE...
E S P E C I A L L Y,
ALL THAT INTRODUCTION TO MY CHILDHOOD NOSTALGIA!
"NOTHING BLAND" AND...
AS A KID, IT DEFINITELY *WOWED* YA!
"DO YOU REMEMBER BABY...
DO YOU REMEMBER THE TIMES OF YOUR LIFE?"
*A NOD* :-)
SUNG BY PAUL ANKA, A 70s CLASSIC.
ON TV LAND, PRESENTS THIS 70s BRAND:
"BIONIC WOMAN"
OH YEAH!!!! :-) MY YOUTH"FULL" MEMORIES...
I'LL ALWAYS* REMEMBER~~~~~
"GOOD NIGHT :-) JOHN BOY!"
©Renee Denise Gross {GHPPR} 01/18/2018