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.
My great dentist Sir Richard D. McFly
Naughtily asks but I cannot reply.
Open mouth ugh-propped.
Politeness has stopped.
Quizzing away with my lips in a Y.
Written 1-9-2019 Contest: Limerick II Sponsor: Joseph May
Removing you from my system
would be like removing Marty McFly
from the space time continuum,
there'd be no future to go back to
Need you like Flintstone vitamins
stirred in cream of wheat,
you're that sweet on top of sweet.
Soundin like Sheneneh
when Martin would say
"Oh mah goodnehhh!"
You remind me of the good ol days,
when families had one TV,
and kids started school in one pair of shoes
wearing pants with iron on patches
and brought sack lunches with peanut butter and jelly
sandwiches that apples had flattened.
All thats ever been good,
you've magnified larger than
Tom Selleck's mustache.
Get Glad, tagged and bagged.
Quincy MD couldn't solve this mystery,
how you have me reminiscing how I love thee.
Toni Braxton could count em right in front of me,
and I'd still be looking at you like Ol school TV
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