Oh, what’s this? Visitors beneath the mountain? Through still waters, they approach Don’t they know whose territory they encroach? Hm, bipedal, but no matter, They will crawl in time. What alien creatures They may be, I will make them mine. The scientist had warned them,…

You can’t say sci-fi If you want us to take you Seriously Don’t use time travel Post-modern SF holds it Unrealistic Any fool can write, But science fiction is a Highly refined art Prompt: Genre poetry Form: Linked haikus    

This is not a love poem to a person. I have left many of them behind, and none of them have chosen to stowaway in my heart or mind or otherwise to be remembered. This is not a love poem to the home I left…