Short Trek Poems
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On Long Trek Found a Wreck
After we went on a long trek,
Had ended up finding a wreck;
Hidden;
Forbidden
Searched through deck to deck.
Jim Horn
"May the Force be with you!" Spock said
Leaving poor Jan shaking her head
For Bones does not care
That fills Jan with air
Since Kirk logs, "Warp Speed Launch" instead
A two-day trek in the woods tra-la
Relieves the pressures of life beebopalooza
The strife of life
Carrying a knife
And all that poopy stuff yucca yucca
Trails on Tough Trek
Twisted through trails on a tough trek;
Then we finally ended up at Quebec;
Water would run;
We had much fun,
Until cold water was up to our neck.
Jim Horn
Freedom's might drives my faith*-trek upward God's kingdom-height.
*1John 5:4 For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world: and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith.
June 10, 2019
Quatrain #213:
TREK
Trust in the way you work bold flair,
Right strokes now stay life's brave affairs;
Express firm say as wonder calls,
Keep true each day to love that airs.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
15 January 2016
Singapore
I trek in pace
To the beat of the drum
The tempo now slower
Than when it begun
Each new vista
Stirred a fervor in me
But time took its toll
No more passions to be
Now aged and weary
As I trudge my last track
I’ll wait to go home
When God calls me back
Form:
Betwixt these tithes at her antiquities keen asylums; a foretokens child esoteric
Paleolithic etchings; afore their myths the caverns Acheron's absolved; loric tides..
Acute, this illness ironic it's stones ? Theology sects scribes a second coming as time.
Form:
Not a single speck
will remain under my skin,
go ahead love on my neck;
You’ll never again get that close.
Ghosts of the shipwreck
they should remain dead;
Long ago I cleared that deck,
I won’t walk that line again.
Been there before it’s a faded trek.
Further into
Deeper unto
Loneliness; its chiller shade.
From here, behind
Not there, in front
Is this impression now made.
They, quizzing o'er
A mind's strange ways.
He, led by, reverences them!
Permits whose access
Peaceful rapport's.
Exudes, which spirit each stem.
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!
I started out one sunset
to cross this barren land;
trudged in dark night's coolness
across the burning sand.
Three more days 'til I reach
oasis that I seek.
Sleeping days, walking nights;
it's been a long, dry week.
Now the sun is rising
and I must take my rest.
Sleep until next sunset
and then resume my quest.
G-ood morning sun rises,
I-n twenty-third February;
N-o more mist and haze,
A-s the way it should be.
L-ight in the sky lets
Y-our day of birth break;
N-ew dawn has come out, leaving the dusk no chance to take.
B-eneath the wide blue sky,
U-nder the good and calm clime;
R-each the mountain top,
A-im to trek and
C-limb.
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"
I'd been speed-watching all past Star Trek series. So of course this week I dreamed I was visited by Q of the Q Continuum and he would grant me one wish. In my waking world I'm sure I'd've asked for something greedy if not for something sappy like peace between all people. But in my dream, without missing a beat, I wished Molly Ivins was still alive.
The vacuum
between the stars
didn't care.
Much of it
died silently.
There were no tears.
The spaces
met each other
by chance. Strangers
rubbed together
to become families
without benefit
of wisdom.
We traveled
with our crew
of coincidental friends.
We almost cared,
but not quite.
We were tied together
by rules we learned
late.
With this crew
we imagined
a universe of life.
.
i watched this her
tramp barefoot
'pon
appalachian stone
root
rock
brown cracked
shoots uv
grass
kiss mine boo-boos
better
tiz true
well
the "watched part"
')
At Home, Resting After A Sweet Morning Trek
Cool and sweet
Laced with gentle streams
The treasure of forested hills
Forest sighs, and afternoon delight
'neath welcoming sky.
Souls they touch
Hearts they enthrall
Day or night
Embrace this spirit
Soothe with that colorful treasure
O giant that awaits the dawn
Welcome this eager friend.
R.J. Lindley, Sept 03-1973
( After A Much Needed Visit )
Every race and kind
Infinite diversity
Roddenbery’s dream
To boldly go where
no one has gone before them
Kirk and Spock explore
To seek out new life
and new civilizations
yes, to boldly go
For science and peace
or is it just for conquest
What do humans seek?
Would Gene be proud of
humanity and Trekkies
If alive today?
Go out and make a
change in our planet first, then
Roddenbery’s way!
Left everything behind
Not for dreams; but for reality.
Even earth doesn't stay at a place
What are we to have a constant living.
Sometimes it's better to change habitat
Not for company; but for our State of mind.
In spite of survival birds too migrate
What's there to question, it's nature.
Feeling of being leftout
Not for new lifestyle; but for healthy relation
Though seasons change like our mood
What is left nothing but grief.
Brusque the evening tide had dawned
As music roared across the scene
A billow of zeal subtly spawned
Forlorn a spirit quite so keen
Chafed be our bodies swayed in tune
Carefree the night swept us away
From our skins perspired monsoons
Whilst new passion sauntered astray
Mouth to mouth revelations speak
To the cadence our hearts detoured
Across the sky sunrise had streaked
Lovestruck we both remained unsure
mountain crest beckons
as pine trees waft warm zephyr
trail ushers uphill...
...basking midst sunlight
devoid of face shield and mask
my soul thanks* the Lord.**
*Psalm 136:1 "O give thanks unto the LORD; for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever."
(**This second stanza was added on July 5, 2021 after contest was judged.)
June 29, 2021
3rd place, "Summer Haiku" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin; judged on 7/3/2021.