Loxton's Time-Travel Gift CertificatesA Poem by John de Gruyther
For his birthday this year his family got him a wonderful gift
A time-travel gift certificate They’re all the rage As he melted into the bath, With just the steam, pleasant dripping sounds and his thoughts for company He contemplated the ageing process Thirty-Five, just a number But it swam at him gloomily How could he be Thirty-Five? From 12 to now in a blinking of an eye Still the same in so many ways, excited by Christmas and Thrilled at the release of Star Wars Episode XVIII In other ways all he felt was uncertainty and fear What must it be like to be Sixty-Five? A brilliant idea occured to him as he dwelt in the tub There’s only one way to find out his future Use the certificate and ask the only man who knows. So he gets out of the bath, dries off and pulls on his Superman pyjamas and monster feet slippers With trembling anticipation he picks up the card containing the certificate “LOXTON’S TIME-TRAVEL GIFT CERTIFICATE ONE DAY PASS " RETURN TRAVEL INCLUDED* *PLEASE NOTE LOXTON LTD DOES NOT TAKE ANY RESPONSIBILITY FOR ANY HISTORICAL EVENTS ALTERED AND THE USE OF THIS PASS IN NO WAYS REFLECTS LOXTON’S ENDORSEMENT OF THE USE OF TIME TRAVEL” He was delighted and choked up with emotion When they gave him this present, so magnificent The kids had outdone themselves this year He could feel its significance He had always wanted to try time-travel Ever since he saw that film, You know the one? That film with the guy from the other thing A time-travel gift certificate He smiled to himself Time travel had become so much more affordable these days All he had to do to activate it was type in the code So that’s what he did And the portal opened, swirling lights before him But before he stepped through the shimmering window in time He pondered his mood of the last Four months His every action feeling perfunctory Being miserable and down in the dumps What would he learn from his own future self? He hoped for happy retirement Holidays in the sun He couldn’t envision it the way that life had become His Dad was happy in his retirement days Travelling about in his camper van Seeing things he’d always wanted, a whole new life stretching out in front of him Is what he had often heard him say Dad was happy, so maybe he could be too So he set the date and location And stepped through the time-travelling doorway And what did he see? His own gravestone Dead at 43 ©John de Gruyther 2014 © 2014 John de Gruyther |
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Added on September 13, 2014 Last Updated on September 13, 2014 Tags: Science-Fiction, Time-travel, Age, poetry AuthorJohn de GruytherAboutFreelance writer, I have written for a number of publications, including Star Trek Magazine and SFX. I am currently working on my first novel and an illustrated story book. Submit an entry in my Po.. more..Writing
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