News: Teleportation Was Achieved Over The Internet for the First Time
yea for science
but I just want earl gray
hot*
*Captain Picard, Star Trek: The Next Generation
Captain Picard enters his quarters
after a hard day on the bridge, the
Enterprise had left Klingon space
Tea, Earl Grey, hot
The replicator whirred inaudibly
Damn it!
Cup!
CUP!
Water, soapy, hot
The replicator responded again
Damn it!
Red alert!
it's gift time soon...
and a xmas
pi-card book 'sees-on'...
so one nice...
'ought-to-buy-a-graphic'
write be...
pat's trick...
to 'stew art' and
make it sew...
descriptive ideas within...
a meme-ore eased
memoir
stan sand
Jean-Luc Picard cant replace James T. Kirk
with his Earl Grey tea and sinister smirk,
he lacks Jim's youthful physique,
that made women's knees go weak,
and acts more like a Shakespearean jerk.
(Limerick)
04/02/2022
On A Lim Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
"Star Trek"
a place of peaceful rest
from cursing…reversed
in Paramount Plus
gun slinging verbiage —
trashing the Most Holy’s name
in Star Trek IV, Nimoy
was given his lines —
exposé of colorful language
not heard of in their age
now Picard is old
and the old returns
to the silver-lie-zed screen
screaming in our faces
like overdue feces
a species showing its true colors
unfortunately…throw in sex scenes too
nothing unimagined, nothing civilized,
only the dematerialization
of minds. And the startup
of this series…i’m yawning
nothing like the lively action
of the past. evolution seems
to be a blast from the past.
am i picking on Picard?
why call him JL,
when Jean-Luc
sounded so much cooler
ooh…ooh let me answer this!
it’s a prelude to disaster
of epic proportions
will mankind be saved this time
in the nick of time
the Captain’s apt to fail
his dog is “number one”
his predecessor in spot two
they are in doo doo
bring back a place of peaceful rest -
it’s paramount to reverse
the cursing, the death
of good old-fashioned fun
3/8/2022
Pixabay Image
Enterprise, man's quest exploring the unknown.Make it so!
Nomads of space in cryo-sleep
Time has little meaning as decades pass
Eerie atmosphere is computer dependant
Rrobotically maintained humans sleep
Perilous solar storms and asteroids navigated
Rampant chaos of earth light years behind.Beam me up, Scotty
Indeed the point of no return has long been reached
Science fiction ignites curiosity. Live long and prosper!
Earthlings quest to understand universe.Resistance is futile!
Had a little fun with this one. Quotes in bold print from Star Trek.
Jean Luc Picard "Make it so"
Captain Kirk "Beam me up, Scotty"
Spock "Live Long and Prosper"
The Borg "Resistance is Futile"
Stream-ing in the Time of Covid-19
we are in mandated private isolation
my preoccupied muse and I
even though I plead and threaten her
not a single poem will she try
she is silent and stubborn, my arrogant muse
refusing to allow my dormant poetry to bloom
I walk 100 meters each day begging as I pace
back and forth from my bed to the living room
there is no alternative in our seclusion but to stream
so many selections from which to choose
perhaps a courtroom drama or romantic comedy
I long ago gave up on understanding the news
streaming has become my chosen therapy
endless broadcasts distract me from my fears
Outlander, NCIS, Doc Martin, Star Trek Picard
I could continue streaming for years
wait…. words are whispering in my brain
my muse is awakening as if from a dream
she is ready to divulge her masterpiece
and she is using the prompt word…stream
Whilst watching Star Trek with Captain Picard
They were fighting cyborgs in their universe marred
The Borg fly their cube spaceships and look to destroy
Federation Starships that against them deploy
One thing that puzzles me with the Borg
Do they have toilets especially designed for cyborgs?
© Paul Warren Poetry
Campfires,
Forget I encouraged
Pubescent Exposure.
Because I tried
to be a leader.
And with guitar
and hallucinations
of demons,
I retreated.
Into disbelief.
But I see these
Spirits now.
And as we
Conceptualize
it so may we
Make it so.
Things Captain Picard Didn’t Dare Say
By Elton Camp
Commander Richer, quit pretending you care
I know full well all you really want is my chair
Counselor Troi, I’ll throw you in the brig for real
If you ask again how what I do makes me feel
Wesley Crusher saved the Federation another time
But he still only an egotistical little ball of slime
Mr. Data, a human you will never come to be
That you’re nothing but a robot is plain to me
Guynan, if you actually are experienced and wise
Why are you still dispensing out the bar supplies?
Mr. Worf, since you think this is a good day to die
Stepping out into space, I wish that you would try
The Prime Directive I’ll violate whenever I want
Because Starfleet Command I just love to taunt
Locutus of Borg you can bet I will always be
I will finally betray the Federation—wait & see
Am I Limited ?
By you or me
Am I Limited By what I see?
Does this world hold me down or build me up?
If I were limitless
would I just give up?
Limits Are ment to move us all
In one way or another, they'are not ment to stall.
So as we discover our limits
may we relax and see that limits often times
release us to be free.
By
Tara S. Picard
For Limitless contest
Tree's have words writen in their leaves
Clouds form pictures for me to see
The Ocean speaks a language dark and cleer
The Wind has a voice
Yet I have no fear
I Am a part of Creation!
and I am Aware!
By
Tara S. Picard
For
Love me Why
Away
Far
High
Towards
Trembling
Speeding
Faster than sound
Always out of sight
Here Time is Light
Light is Time
Majesty, Folklore
Science and Fiction
Life, Death passes by
Galileo
Picard
Orwell
Einstein
God the Creator
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