Trixi The Pixie Poem by David Harris

Trixi the pixie worked for Father Time,
which was just Jim-dandy fine.
One day Father Time fell asleep
and suddenly time stopped
and nothing moved anywhere.
Trixi decided what she had to do
to get things going again
and wound up the universal clock,
but when she wound it,
something went badly wrong.
Time instead of going forward
suddenly started going in reverse.
Birds started flying backwards,
things went back into holes
where they had just come from.
Cars whizzed by at an alarming rate
with drivers looking forward
and the car speeding in reverse.
Everything was retracing itself in a backward mode.
The world was in chaos
with ships steaming backwards
and their funnels steam going in instead of out.
Just at that moment, Father Time awoke
a bit dizzy as he watched the hands on his clock
spinning wildly in reverse.
Oh my, Oh my, he shouted
Trixi what have you done?
The futures going backwards
and the past is coming forward.
He pulled on the large handle of the universal clock
and everything came to an abrupt stop.
He adjusted the leaver slightly
and pushed it forward and everything rushed forward
this time at an accelerated rate.
A snail broke into speed and broke the sound barrier.
Things were getting silly again.
Everything was moving faster than they should.
Transport was finishing journeys in seconds flat.
Time was spinning well out of control.
Oh my, Oh my, Trixi what shall we do
and pulled the leaver again,
then again into reverse everything flew.
He pushed the leaver slowly forward
until normal speed was restored.
He yawned and said I am tired.
Trixi wake me in an hour
and with the way time is going
when I awake it will be next year.

15 September 2009