Le bad poetry, sacre bleu

See how many lines it takes for you to NAME THAT POET!

Beyond
The rim of the star-light
My love
Is wand’ring in star-flight
I know
He’ll find in star-clustered reaches
Love,
Strange love a star woman teaches.
I know
His journey ends never
His star trek
Will go on forever.
But tell him
While he wanders his starry sea
Remember, remember me.

The man was beyond shame.

I may have a short video for you . . . a little later.

D.

6 Comments

  1. tambo says:

    Damn.

    I thought it was Shatner.

  2. Walnut says:

    If it had been Shatner, I would have said, “The man IS beyond shame.”

    Which is quite true. Lucy, in the Sky, with . . . Diamonds! anyone?

  3. Dean says:

    Wow, that’s interesting. And it gives some insight, doesn’t it?

  4. Walnut says:

    Yeah. The creep.

  5. Mauigirl says:

    I recognized the words immediately, Trekkie that I am. But I never knew the story behind them! Kind of diminishes my cherished memories of Gene Roddenberry!

  6. Da Nator says:

    Appalling.

    Not even any mention of tribbles!