Wormhole Poems - Poems about Wormhole

*For Tom Woody contest Curiouser and curiouser thinks Alice. Why must I always follow that rabbit? Last time it didn’t work out well, I must try to break the habit. This time they’re on a spaceship And she’s suddenly floating around. Ever since they blasted off, Her feet haven’t touched the ground. But at least her height remains constant. No more shrinking then growing. But where...

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"I'm bored," said Alice to nobody in particular. Lying in her bedroom, gazing wistfully at the stars, she often wondered what life might be like on another planet. School was boring, she didn't have any friends to speak of, and it had been nearly four years since her trip to Wonderland. "Not even a teenager...

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The wormhole led them to a desert, where they could see dunes ahead. The elf looked at Alice, nodded, and smiled. She understood what his smile meant. A few hours later, they stood in front of the dunes When suddenly sentinels appeared around them. Alice looked at the elf, and he smiled at her again. ...

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Day 1 I fall—not through space something thinner— like light stretched too far across the skin of a thought I buried years ago The tunnel hums with memory— a child’s scream rising into laughter, the sting of ozone before the storm the flicker between blinks where everything vanishes Darkness Sun blinds— Day 2 The sky is a calm equation— no clouds, no noise, just light folded neatly like fresh hospital sheets The grass soft...

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Poem written for “Alice Through the Wormhole” Poetry Contest, Tom Woody, Sponsor, July 2025 BUCKLE UP ALICE! Buckle up, Alice, for the cosmos calls! The stars beckon with a siren song of the unknown. The air crackles, charged with electricity. Gravity bends and warps, pulling at the seams of reality. Time stretches, a rubber band pulled taut. Can you see it,...

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Good evening, sir, my name is Alice. A man of peculiar predilections, Lewis Carroll, made me, not from malice. Rather, more so, from his affections. A pen name for a man, pedagogic, Charles Dodgson was the given name of this Oxford professor of sound logic. To me, he's Lewis Carroll, just the same. If my creator made another choice, and...

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Early one morn, Alice spied a strange spaceship, Rocketing towards her, with a rabbit cracking a whip. In the blink of an eye, it landed beside her. Out popped the rabbit, yelling in a frenzied blur: "It's Time, It's Time, No Time to Waste;" "Space Time is Here! Let's bolt with haste." "We're off, to who knows when...

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Now I’m ninety solar masses and I grow as I accrete all the inter-stellar gasses near my neighbors when we meet. My doctor says I’ve grown too fat too fast, “… it’s unsustainable!” But I’ve big plans for a big blast that I know is attainable: I’ll do the Supernova Bossa Nova, watch me when I blow. Let’s do the...

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a portal has opened up within the wormhole creating a chance to jump on through to another variation of reality much brighter than the existing version of reality that one finds themselves living in...

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I fell headlong down a wormhole Though laying in my bed I saw quasars and quarks spinning above my head And atoms racing neutrinos then colliding Just then I banged my head Spun head over heels Yet still descended Then I witnessed kaleidoscopic seas And dolphins leaping from the waves And birds in assorted colours flying in a circus like parade Then everything went dark And...

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he heard the golden trumpets calling sounds coming from an empty mansard as heat rises over his copper head over his eponymous cosmos the maker of secular arts shall fall before he could rise for the first time only because there's a leak sur le jardin the maker shall fall deep down bound to his cloaked heart of starkness...

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Escaping this Insane dimension Spiraling down a Galactic wormhole To a tuneful melody- Warping ... diverging....

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The hole in my heart Is as vast as the open sea But boundless when closed...

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John Slides Through a Wormhole By Elton Camp Disbelief you must willingly suspend In order for this fantasy poem to begin A wormhole, points in time does connect In an instant move 100 years please expect John was living a century in our past, But into the year 2012, he was cast A passenger plane roared right overhead John screamed and though he'd be...

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WormHole Author: fjamesj9701 Engine engine number nine Take me to another place and time A world maybe parallel to mine Somewhere untouched by mankind I know through God all things are possible In concideration for the implausible But if this train should fall off its track At least I know Im still not coming back...

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