Time Travel Treasure Hunt — September-October 2024 (LXVI)

Marshal Mars wore stripes and stars 
When we washed up on the beach;
By capturing Kate, he sealed his fate—
With backup now well out of reach. 

But even before we crashed ashore
 On our flight to the stately city,
With one tiny edit, to Edward’s credit,
He’d still take the L—what a pity.

Generally styled as a golden child,
The boy with the silver spoon
Climbed the cliff to a big, blue glyph—
Spelling the end of Boone…

Crawling from aft of the old Beechcraft,
The bird shifted all at once; 
He fell with a smash in a dreadful crash—
The second in under two months!

Linger a while and look over the Island—
Soar alongside the great spirit—
For the lovers’ lair of a star-crossed pair
Whose whispers draw us near it.

Rising above to embrace true love,
Without another word—
Our hearts grew pale at the tragic tale
Of Shannon Rutherford.

From L.A. ghettos to jungle meadows,
Ana Lucia Cortez
Dropped out of the blue from row 42—
To do as the Island says.

Sharing a name with explorers of fame,
She fell to the same vicious cycle;
Post to pillar, Cortez the Killer
Was sent to her maker by Michael.

Before going under, the Britpop wonder
Saw the songwriting on the wall;
A rock n' roll story that crescendoed in glory
To a brotherly curtain call.

Though things got gnarly, good old Charlie
Made sure to hit one final note—
A message to pass through the Looking Glass:
NOT PENNY'S BOAT.

TC Treasure