The Daily Poem

THE OLD TELESCOPE

I found the old telescope under the chair.

I looked all around, but no one was there.

I lifted the scope for an eye full of stare,

And heard a thin voice from out of thin air.

I heard the voice say, "You'd better beware.

Before you start gazing, you'd better prepare.

A Time Telescoper may give you a scare

Unless you're a man who can do and can dare."

"I am," I replied.  "And in truth I declare,

The future is something I'm ready to square,

To tie up its braid in a ribbon with flair,

And let it reveal every step, every stair,

All the way down from here to where

I'm sitting alone in a telescope chair,

Watching the future I knew wasn't fair,

Finding myself the unfortunate heir

Of a Time Telescoper beyond all compare.

But now it's become an alarming affair,

I see myself watching me looped in despair;

Finding that telescope under that chair,

Looking around to find nobody there,

Lifting the scope to my eye for the rare

Glimpse of Future that none can repair.

I wish I had taken the Time to prepare.

I can't stop me watching myself isn't there.

~ D. Edgar Lamp (Monorhyme)