#NaPoWriMo – Day TwentyNine – ” I’m Still Cooking”

Amy: Who are you?

The Doctor: I don’t know yet. I’m still cooking.

Grease a standard humanoid

lightly brush with Sigmund Freud.

Blanch in Gallifree spirit

that’s laced in some English wit

then add a pinch of Ms Tate

and a dose of Cribbins, wait.

Now, whip up a retriever

a pug and a terrier

Spin around in a blue bowl

until he is a know-it-all

sprinkle with some history

and just a little mystery.

Bake until he is wordy

then decorate with quirky.

#NaPoWriMo Day Twenty – “The Doctor remembers…”

Mm? What’s that my boy?

Ah yes, those indomitable creatures;

those great big sacks of emotions

filled with love, loyalty and passion.

Tumbling through time like great giant snowballs

they added to their wisdom as they passed.

Those prodigious organisms

managed to make sense of

the huge, knotty, nonsensical place

of atoms and matter – their galaxy.

Would you care for a Jelly Baby?

From the day they arrived on their planet

they saw patterns and logic in nothing

filled with curiosity and wonder

the greatest mysteries they’d plunder.

It began in their own Earthian home

they searched and reached to places unknown.

Mm? What’s that my boy?

I’m sorry. So sorry. I should have said

but at the end of time humanity is dead.