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Date Added: December 27, 2005 11:12:03 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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There it sat, all alone in the dark,
lit only by one stray moonbeam,
This adventure he's about to embark,
destination to the very extreme.

For in the attic sits the machine of time,
draped in cobwebs, aged in dust,
Churning of the cogs, a clock starts to chime,
and suddenly with one sharp thrust.....

He cracked his knuckles,
then pulled a lever and a crank,
The floor started to buckle,
a black hole formed, then the machine sank.

There was a spinning sensation,
and a dazzling display of bright lights,
"Should I go back to creation,
or should I visit the time of knights?"

Fear and excitement built as he turned the dial,
deciding to make his journey very worthwhile.
Fighting to catch his breath, blinking his eyes,
focusing through clouds, travellong through the skies.

Now a traveller of events, it's time he can cheat,
slowing down rapidly, destination near complete.
He stopped with a thud, smoke billowing around,
the machine had landed safely, but what was that sound?

He climbed down from the machine,
his back sore and his neck stiff,
He walked through the billowing smoke,
and made his way to the edge of the cliff.

He looked out at the world,
and couldn't believe what he saw,
There was cannball and gunfire,
he was watching a raging war!

Stampeding armies, men charging from both sides,
a clash of bodies determined in their strides.
The roar of savage attack, fists held up in the air,
scurying back to the machine before anyone was aware.

Turning the dial again, the engine sputtered to start,
"Come on, come on" he shouted, "it's time for me to depart.
The familar whirr and sparks, the cogs started to turn,
whisking him off to another time, one way with no return.

The machine finally started,
then he reset the time dial,
As the machine finally departed,
upon his face came a smile.

"The future" he wondered out loud,
"What will I be later in life?
Will I have made the world proud,
Will I have kids and a wife?"

He pulled the lever one last time,
destined for tomorrow's days,
Shouting"Show me a future that's mine!"
then suddenly it all became a haze.

The lever broke off in his hand,
cutting short the journey to the extreme,
As he awakes, he'll come to understand,
it had all just been one hell of a dream!
Author's Notes:
Jo(liquid poetess) came up with the idea, then the two of us just rolled with it. Thank you Jo so much for this, it was so much fun to do with you. Here's to hoping we do another one, Joe
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Comment By: FreeSammie on January 21, 2009 02:49:23 AM Report
I love the thought of Time Travel! you made a Great story here I loved it!.... But you know I think I've been wearing my Fav Button out Reading through your poems. lol  : P

Comment By: FreeMeg on January 5, 2006 10:57:04 AM Report
How delightful a journey your words so creatively describe! I enjoyed this write immensely. Thank you for sharing.
XOXO Cheerios XOXO
Comment By: FreeGlata on December 29, 2005 08:12:15 AM Report
What a duo! This was one heck of a journey! Thanks for taking me along on it with you both....Oh to be able to travel back in time.........
Comment By: Freeb doneff on December 27, 2005 04:04:46 PM Report
And what a dream it was! Time machines would be great, but I think I'd be too chicken to use one, lol...great going you two! Barbie


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