Leisha wrote:
> On Jun 21, 1:41 pm, Will Dockery <will.dock...@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
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>>Alex wrote:
>>
>>>Science Fiction Woman
>>
>>>She was my science fiction woman,
>>>I was her science fiction man,
>>>Yet our love was no fiction
>>>In our science fiction land.
>>
>>>I wore my science fiction spacesuit,
>>>She wore a spacesuit just like mine,
>>>While we were floating together
>>>In our science fiction minds.
>>
>>>She said her name was Taylor Trippy--
>>>A flower child light years beyond--
>>>She was a science fiction hippy--
>>>A spacey and vivacious blonde.
>>
>>>She told me of our global warming,
>>>Greenhouse gases, acid rain,
>>>She told me everything I know
>>>About the structure of the brain.
>>
>>>So we cruised through constellations
>>>In our science fiction ****p,
>>>Transcending time and generations--
>>>Forever free, forever hip.
>>
>>>She came from some unknown planet
>>>In some uncharted galaxy,
>>>And we were both kindred souls
>>>In our cosmic fantasy.
>>
>>>And I don't know how I knew her
>>>Or how we came to meet that night--
>>>She was my science fiction woman,
>>>Who traveled at the speed of light.
>>
>>>At night I look upon the ocean,
>>>The distant stars where she might be--
>>>She was my science fiction woman,
>>>Who set my heart forever free.
>>
>>> June 17, 2008
>>> --Alexander Shaumyan
>>
>>> http://www.shaumyan.com
>>
>>Great stuff, Alex... by far one of the better poems posted here
>>recently... puts me in mind of a Donovan song from his Sun****ne
>>Superman heyday.
>>
>>--http://www.wikinfo.org/index.php/Will_Dockery-
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> Puts me more in the mind of The Eleven Million Mile High Dancer by
> Carol Hill, but needs serious help with the meter.
>
> Leisha
I've never heard of that poem, but I know this one is seriously
wretched, missing every op****tunity to be anything but a mediocre and
flawed song lyric, and full of the dullest, flat-footed twaddle, and -
although basically a comic form - lacking any real wit or verbal zip.
It's a stinker, and is actually beyond help, unless it's hospice.
dmh
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