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We walk this earth to see the sky,but there are no stars out here tonight.I can’t deny—that’s such a shame,as I watch him fight this change.
The light once burning in his eyes flickers soft, then slowly dies. The face will go, the body too, but not the mind; it stays true.
It’s always him, though form may change, a different smile, a voice rearranged. He’s done this dance time after time. Now thirteen comes along the line.
The writing lingers on the wall as he takes his final bow. A quiet testament in fading ink,
to all that was, and won’t be now. The audience exhales, and the lights grow dim.
This is not the first,nor will it be the last. From old into new, time moves untold its lords unseen, yet never erased. Same soul, but a different face. A fresh regeneration takes its place. Ready to travel through shifting time, and then return to familiar places.
We blink once more—just like before, and everything’s new, yet somehow the same at the core. Now marked by number thirteen.
Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 8:36 PM UTC
by Elizabeth Hensley
To the tune of Around her Neck.
Around her neck she wore a very long
scarf!
She wore it in the springtime and in
the month of May,
And if you asked her why the heck she
wore it,
She wore it for a Time Lord
Who was
very far away!
Far away! Far away! She wore it for a
Time Lord who was very far away!
On her side she wears a shiny new gun.
She wears it in the springtime and in
the month of May!
And if you asked her, "Why the heck she
wears it?"
She wears it for a Brigadier
Who is very
Far away!
Far away!
Far away!
She wore it for a Brigadier
Who was very far away!
On her shirt she wears a golden star
She wears it in the springtime and in
the month of May
And if you asked her, "Why the heck she
wears it?"
She wears it for Adric who is very far
away!
Far away! Far away!
She wears it for
Adric
who is very far away!
At her feet there sits a Metal Doggie.
He sits there in the Springtime and in
the month of May.
And if you asked him "why the heck he
sits there?"
He sits there for our Savage who is very
far away.
Far away! Far away!
He sits there for
Our Savage who is very far away!
Jan 17
Jan 17, 2026 at 11:13 AM UTC
LOTS OF DALEKS
Words by by Jeffery Kellog and Elizabeth Hensley
(To the tune of the Doctor Pepper Jingle).
Here's a Dalek!
There's a Dalek!
(WHERE'S THE TARDIS!?)
Wouldn't you hate to be the Doctor now!
We watch Doctor Who and we're proud
We're part of a pixelated crowd
Other hero's fight and blast
But the Doctor uses violence last
Wouldn't the worlds be nicer if we'd
all?
Jan 17
Jan 17, 2026 at 11:05 AM UTC
Words by Elizabeth Hensley
(To the tune of, "West Texas Town of El Paso.")
One day while the Enterprise sailed
Cross the galaxy
Looking for worlds where thinking resides,
They came cross an Alien with eyes blue as Earth’s skies
And love in his hearts a whole galaxy wide!
Oh give me these wild velvet skies!
You can let planets go hang!
This is the way to be
So completely free.
Doctor and Enterprise know how to live!
Wild is the winds of Antares and Rigel!
Traveling the worlds in a box colored blue!
Long scarf and Tin Dog and coat full of candy!
He was the gentlest Being that They knew!
Oh give me these wild velvet skies!
You can let planets go hang!
This is the way to be
So completely free.
Doctor and Enterprise know how to live!
The Vulcan was intrigued to find such a time ship
Shaped like a police box all peeling and blue!
Bigger inside than it is on the outside.
Beyond any tech that the Federation knew!
The Time-Lord was happy to find
a big Star ship
Full of Beings as kind as himself
Shaped like a Peace Dove,
So shining and pretty:
A ship full of tall Imps and one stoic Elf!
Oh give me these wild velvet skies!
You can let planets go hang!
This is the way to be
So completely free.
Doctor and Enterprise know how to live!
Jan 17
Jan 17, 2026 at 10:31 AM UTC
Frozen
Chaotic thoughts of
Yesterday's sins
Discerning voices telling me
.... To let you go....
Through hell I will go
Through hell I will climb
To keep you safe
To keep you mine
"Run you clever boy"
Is what you tell me
All I want is to run
Straight back to you
Frozen in time
Frozen in my fears
The bad wolf is coming
The ravens wings embrace
"Run you clever boy"
Your final words
Your final goodbye
I never wanted to let you go
My girl frozen in time.
Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 1:49 PM UTC
I wait for this weird blue box to land on my yard,
piloted by an alien who invites me to travel far
because I feel so lonely and depressed on Earth
that I make dreams out of my scars
Oct 5, 2020
Oct 5, 2020 at 1:33 AM UTC
I have a **** blue friend
She is so old, yet so young
Time is an ocean, and she
A mighty ship that sails it
Ah, the voyages through time
And space, that is a must
With her, I will see the true forms
Of the majestic dinosaurs
She will introduce me
To past philosophers and scholars
Ancient thinkers and teachers
I can ask questions
Learn and confirm
Settle debates and mystery
But keeping them only to myself
But my sweet ridiculous friend
She will not take me to the future
No, she says she wants to follow me into mine
So I ask "So there is a future then?"
For me, for us, for all of us?
So she says:
"To show you a future now,
Is to steal away all the infinite potential,
Your stories is yours
Only you can make it a good one.
But I will be there, and here,
With you
I may not take you where you want to go
But, let us do our best,
So together,
We may go where we need to go"
And then, without warning,
My blue brilliant friend,
Whisks me away
Because she wants to show me
An apple falling onto someone's head
Sep 24, 2020
Sep 24, 2020 at 10:29 AM UTC
Tick tock around it goes,
the clock shall soon strike twelve
and the one I knew for oh so long
will be but a passing dream.
His face will change, his body too
but not his mind or soul.
He’ll fight to stay, but burns so bright
that in the end he’ll have to go.
This is not the first time,
and will not be the last,
but new memories will form
and my time with him
shall soon be ancient past.
We fought, we lived,
we learned, we loved,
we walked among the stars,
but in the end one life can never be enough
for the man who lives a life so different from ours.
He’ll soon move on, and start anew
he’ll leave us all behind.
Searching every face, day in, day out
we put trust in all his lies, and wait forever
for someone who’ll never come back.
Tick tock around it goes,
the clock shall soon strike twelve,
and once again he is no more,
replaced by someone new.
Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 5:53 PM UTC
Clara Oswald Who
The Doctor's secret wife—who knew?
Returned from September's honeymoon
By way of last year's month of June
Oct 18, 2019
Oct 18, 2019 at 3:50 PM UTC
I'm skin and bones
I'm forever and always.
I'm always watching stars collide.
You're lost and confused.
You're alone and temporary.
You're just sitting there watching stars collide.
Washed up in the creek
I watch as you count sheep
until you fall asleep.
You were always cold and wondering,
but then I pulled you from the creek
and dressed you up in new clothes.
What the hell is going on?
You told me that you couldn't see straight anymore.
You're holding on to me,
an unfamiliar figure.
I'll tell you my name and whisk you away
to a safe place,
away from the darkness, you were left in.
My story was written in the stars.
I'm ancient and forever.
While your story was like tree rings.
At one point it will come to an end,
but I loved you.
I'll always treat you like you're important.
I'll look at you like you're the first face
that I have ever seen.
I told you you weren't allowed to love me.
You told me you couldn't just forget me.
You couldn't just walk away from it all.
I told you I would be the end of you one day
and you were going to be the end of me.
The world was built for two,
but I just can't love you.
Knowing one day I'll be seeing you slipping from this world
and I'll just stand over your deathbed knowing
there is nothing I can do.
So all I'm going to do is love you anyway with all I have
and leave before it gets worse.
Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 5:01 PM UTC
With sand sinking quickly,
It’s dragging me down and there’s no way of saving me.
You stand and watch me drown in my own river, for now, I’m just a skeleton in your closet.
Words of regret you feed me,
But I throw them into the stream because the adventure was so much sweeter.
I told you to just leave me in a pit and wait for the earth to cover me up.
If you so greedily wish to see me again just dig me up.
When I ask to throw me into the sea you were scared of the waves I was to create.
I told you not to worry because if you want to see me again just dive down below.
This life is all I want to remember.
I don’t want to live a future.
You told me if I died you’ll never grow me flowers or cry for my pain.
So I stopped and lived another day for you.
And you told me you have been on the run for decades but never knew why.
So since you know you must keep moving you kissed me in every language you knew,
As our hands parted like passing ships.
Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 11:58 AM UTC
Shadow man,
an unusual human being without a name.
You called me one night out of the blue
and asked me to run away with you.
I was baffled,
but as night turned into day
we both jumped in your boat and sailed away.
You told me about the lonesome life you live and how you've sailed these seas for many years and was in search of a hand to hold.
You told me that I was the most beautiful flower there was.
Your world was without a sky and you told me I am the calm of the storm,
and that I should stick around for awhile.
You showed me all the constellations
and all at once I was lost in space.
I closed my eyes and smelled the sea salt and felt the ship shake smoothly over these waves.
I laid here with you.
We landed on many civilized city's ports and explored for more.
We'd have lunch in the woods, see movies, and explore the inside of museums.
Breathe it in because there will come an end.
You told me I wasn't the first you ran away with.
There have been others but in the end they always broke your heart.
You cried to me on the nights memories found their way back into your mind
and knew that one day I'll be the one causing tears when my time ends.
If I leave
don't worry, don't weep
dry your eyes so you can see light
and notice that I'll be in the stars.
I'll be trapped in time.
Just sail on and find the edge of the ocean
and become friends with the moon, and stars above,
before the curtain falls.
Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 9:05 PM UTC
I sail alone
because the sea now holds my lover's bones.
Some nights I see parts of her red dress
floating by in distance.
Death was always engraved on her skin
since the day I said hello.
Over the waves, isolation is my only company.
I age with the sea,
I am a constant pattern of madness.
Only at night do I dance for the midnight stars.
The moon was my partner,
the only one I couldn't destroy.
I lead, the moon followed, with her dress of waves that
flowed gracefully around my ship.
We don't dance for long as I fear
one day I'll be the end of her.
The clouds were beautiful.
A home I crave away from these grounds.
A place that's far from a soul I could damage.
I pledged, I would never love a person again,
or get to attached to them.
I wish to be far away from earth,
I want to be up with the thunder.
Distant from where all my past
lovers are six feet under.
Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 1:38 PM UTC
Someone call the Doctor,
because something’s amiss.
The darkness descended,
and there’s just the abyss.
Tell him, that maybe,
a paradox formed.
That up, is now right,
and that demons have swarmed.
Tell him, please tell him,
that we need the blue box.
We need his courage,
to turn back the clock.
I know the moment,
the exact time it went wrong,
but I can’t do it alone,
I’ve done that too long.
If we just had the Doctor,
we could set things to right.
We could change that moment,
and bring back the light.
I know he’s not coming,
and that he’s not real.
It’s just wishful writing,
to push back my fears.
A hero, a savior,
someone who knows all.
Someone who isn’t me,
that could stop the slow fall.
A blue box, a Doctor,
a moment in time.
A villain, so empty,
writing silly rhymes.
A paradox, truly,
that doesn’t make sense.
Can a villain turn hero,
if he shows recompense?
I guess we shall see,
but I won’t hold my breath.
I’ll wait for the Doctor,
or I’ll just wait for Death.
Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 3:42 PM UTC
To dance?
The oncoming storm,
All breezy bluster and
Quicksilver lightening.
You dance in my mind
All silken whispers
And subtle grace
You dance.
Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 3:17 AM UTC
The clock is ticking—Listen
A fadded voice pleas
"Everything ends"
A burning sun must soon descend
The night is a shining sea
The clock is ticking—Listen
An old fluttering leaf ascends
Dried and broken as can be
Everything ends
Withered hearts can't mend
Oh, the loses they have seen!
The clock's tick is slowing—Listen
Melancholy ticks grow distant
A dreaded time is nearing
Everything ends
Oh, the inevitable end
They live, they die, they bleed
The clock has stopped—Listen
Everything ends
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 11:56 AM UTC
You have a heart made of beautiful gold
and a soul of stardust that'll never grow old.
There are sweet galaxies within your eyes
and your scars are constellations better than the sky's.
You're a walking universe so wonderful and sublime;
someone who'll remain important across all space and time.
May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 12:03 PM UTC
Rose went away
so the doctor is blue.
Ask Donna "wheres the doctor?"
she'll reply "doctor who?"
Sarah jane and Martha,
And now both the ponds
Had their fun with the doctor
and now they've all gone
so ask me again
Why the TARDIS is blue
there's a sad man inside
With both hearts torn in two
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 10:03 PM UTC
Fezzes are red
The tardis is blue
And I suppose if its my last chance to say it
Rose Tyler I -
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 10:58 AM UTC
I am from Home.
I am from hot baths in the summer and winter alike.
I am from a silver ring decked with a ruby.
I am from laughing faces and weeping hearts.
From Pilaf and Tabuleh.
From the lonely, and the love.
I am from music loud in my ears so I don't have to listen to anyone.
I am from late-night arguments and early-morning apologies.
I am from cousins and children
Staying in my home despite
Their heritage.
I am from Untitled Documents.
I am from Marisa and Ben. My namesake and her lover.
I am from hand-washing dishes.
From Mrs. Laird and Mrs. Tans.
From Eagle Crest.
I am from Volleyball.
From late practices
And broken limbs.
I am from the world.
From crushing decisions that don't matter.
From school-induced insomnia.
I am from the wind
In my hair.
Stars above my head.
Children in my classroom.
I am from England-so far away, and yet so near.
I am from Doctor Who and Sherlock.
My inspirations.
I am from Sobahn.
My friend I have never seen.
I am from swinging into the lake from a tire swing and a zip-line.
Dogs.
Stray cats.
Army games.
I am from fake battles and singing hymns in the shade of the hot summer day.
I am from Christian and Kira.
From red paint on the pavement-lying to me, telling me it is blood.
I am from my childhood.
I wish I could go back there.
I am from home.
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 12:52 PM UTC
Guess what day is soon to be
Where smiling people is all I see
Feeling like they belong with someone
While I wait for whoever will come.
Guess the day that shall be upon us
When dates and love will be all they discuss
While I stand awkwardly to the side
Telling myself it was okay, I'd tried.
Guess the day I wish to come
When I stand in front of him, struck dumb
Shocked that my offer to watch Doctor Who
Would have finally appealed to him, out of the blue.
Guess the day I most abhor
It aids in my internal war
As I wait for time to pass
I remind myself he's not the last.
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 4:59 PM UTC
1,2,3,4
I declare a time war
5,6,7,8
Daleks scream EXTERMINATE
9,10,11,12
Time is up, the doctor's done
12,11,10,9
There he goes, back in time
8,7,6,5
Saving everybody's lives
4,3,2,1
Grabbed my hand and whispered run.
Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 8:35 PM UTC
I'm afraid of
weeping angle statues
Dark library's
People who repeat what I say
Broken clocks
Cracks in my wall
Time crashes
Children in gas masks asking for their "mummy"
GPS systems
Fat people in the government
Fish from space
Planet in the sky
Snowmen
and any thing else which lies in the dark
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 2:52 PM UTC
'Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the house
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
Little Amelia Pond asleep in her bed, with thoughts of a raggedy doctor
floating through her head.
Outside her window, there came a bright light,
'twas a light so bright that it lit up the night
And the sound of the TARDIS woke her up with a jolt
and with an excited smile she heard the thing halt
She ran through the house, past the mouse, past the tree
and she saw her old friend and greeted him with glee.
He was happy to see her, but there was sadness in his heart.
He brought her rare gifts, like VanGogh art.
They ate fishsticks and custard as the doctor told of tales never heard.
As the night went on the fun wore out little miss pond
The doctor tucked her into bed and told her more stories that danced through her head.
'Twas the morning of christmas
and the best gift of all
was the night full of memories and for years she recalled
her raggedy doctor until they met once more
But thats a story for another time, and then I shall write more.
Have a merry Christmas and a Happy Holiday
From The Doctor And Amy
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 2:57 PM UTC
I have lived many lives, and have seen exotic places.
New people join me on my adventures, but they all leave and are replaced.
I haven’t been there in awhile, mostly because it’s gone.
Atleast i thought it was, but hope has been struck like lightning.
A minute there, then gone,warned me that something is coming.
An oncoming storm, coming fast, and unyielding.
I will get there soon, stay where you are,
don’t move.
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 1:31 AM UTC