The Rhyme of the Vulcan Legion by Katrazzi, literature
Literature
The Rhyme of the Vulcan Legion
The trumpet sang
And the lute rang
And to Andoria my valiant Legion flew,
With Le-Matya’s rage
A war to wage
On the defiant and vile Blue, and vile Blue!
Lit is the torch,
Farewell, The Forge!
Farewell, Seleya and the glorious golden sky!
Farewell, ShiKahr!
Farewell, Selar!
In my heart tarries your parting sigh, your parting sigh!
I shall return;
The foe shall burn
In the sun of Vulcan I am carrying over there,
The woe shall pass,
The head of Shras
Shall dangle from the belt of your Legionnaire, your Legionnaire!
T’Kumbra
I stared in deep thought outside the shuttle craft window. “Hey, something bothering you,” My driver asked?” “Oh wait, your Vulcan……..” I smiled and shook my head,” I wish I wasn’t.” “I was raised on the earth embassy with my mother whom is human.” He nodded. “Fascinating, my mother is Andorian and my father is Anear!” Then the shuttle craft signaled we had arrived. “Well it was a pleasure, Ensign!” “The pleasure was mine Commander.” I exited the shuttle entering the lively space station DS9.
I sighed heading toward Doc
Dear Vulcans - poem by Hughes-Can-Write, literature
Literature
Dear Vulcans - poem
Dear Vulcans,
Firstly, I'd like to say,
Thanks for the Spock you gave us,
It seems when Kirk is down,
We can rely on him to save us.
Also, you have brought us,
Such logical conlusions,
And thus The Federation,
Is under no illusions.
Not to mention,
Your endless devotion,
To peace and good,
Although, without emotion.
We thank you for Tuvok,
Who showed Voyager the way,
When Captain Janeway's moral Compass,
Lead the crew astray.
And thank you for T'pol,
Of the NX Enterprise,
Though we know that she was sent,
Just to supervise.
And then we come to Taurik,
From the lower decks,
Who with Geordi's assistance,
Turned the shutt