Beware Ents!
Don’t look now
You’re being followed
By a tree
Walking backwards.
Don’t stand on me
Old Ent,
My life is not yet spent.
Go chase the breeze
Attract the bees
Leave me alone,
Please.
Tag: Humour
Tummy rub?
Dare you? Sometimes when a cat rolls over and shows you it’s belly it’s being friendly, and sometimes not. Beware if you reach your hand over. You can be grabbed by the front paws and kicked by the cats back legs, and don’t forget the teeth! major damage can ensue. I’m not saying disaster will happen but its worth watching for twitching tail and grabbing paws with claws out. If you don’t you can end up at the sharp end of your cat!
Found the sundial
Hooked on a tree
In the shade,
With no way of knowing
What time it is?
Weird place to be
Up in a tree.
Did it climb up
Like the kitty
It depicts?
Need to be rescued,
Bought down to the ground.
Into the sunlight?
Yes definitely!
Too darn hot
It’s hot, too darn hot
I feel like I’m melting,
Like an ice cream
Or a candle
Or butter
I feel like a puddle
Of sweat!
Sorry that’s horrible
But it’s too darn hot!
Blank found verse
I usually do a limerick challenge on a Monday at the Esther Chilton blog and this week I included something about the character Merlin. Also sometimes there are challenges on Facebook to write a found poem using just the middle key of your predictive text. I thought I would ask you to do the same here starting with “Merlin was a wizard who…..” if you get stuck use a different word. (I know sometimes the words just go round in circles). I’m calling it blank found verse…
Merlin was a wizard who
Sent me this one last week
I think I will try and get
On the cupboard for the next few weeks
I have a very complex problem
I have a very busy day.
Please feel free to play….
A limerick to creativity
With this app I will play
Make new images every day
Make my whiskers go all spikey
Make your love much more likely
Art is fun, is what I say!
Not sure if I’ve got the limerick right, it rhymes the same for the first two lines and the last line, and the third and fourth rhyme too. But I’m not sure it fits the rhythm of a limerick…
Da da dah da dah da da dadada (lines one, two and five)
and – Da da da dah da (lines three and four).
For instance, this is more recognisably a limerick:
There once was a cat had a fishery
It ate all the perch and the chicory,
It hadn’t a clue
What it needed to do
So it went into debt and to bankruptcy?
Although it doesn’t make much sense! But then again limericks don’t have to, they are often nonsense verse. For instance Lewis Carrol whose real name was Charles Dodson. Anyway strange post I guess…
Washing day
rusty bedsprings
Slumped by the wall.
Used to support beans growing tall.
A line of washing shades the view
Helping ease the sun’s bright hue.
Plants bathed in heat
Wither and dry
Turning brown
Hope they don’t die.
Above all water of life,
Carried in the clouds
Stopping great strife.
Overall its a British summer.
Bright in parts, in others dimmer.
Some places have vines,
Others marrows,
As the heat of the day
Makes eyes narrow.
So interesting view
Shirts, trousers a few.
Dry in one day.
That’s all I can say.
Slow
I was walking up our hill today and this passed me….
I’m not saying I walk slowly but paint can dry before I get back from a walk.
My feet are so flat my arches are basements?
I walked about three miles today. I couldn’t find the off switch for the treadmill!
I’m not saying I’m tired, but I can’t walk to the fridge now!
Bad jokes…..
Model trains….
My hubby collects n gauge and oo gauge model trains and has set up a layout to play with them. He knows that this is an 044 side tank M7, southern railway engine…. just from looking at a photo. He said its an old fashioned steam engine that was introduced in about 1964. I find it fascinating that steam engines are still being used across the world. Maybe they will be used for decades to come? His layout is basically an oval with a siding. When it’s set up I will add a photo. The layout had been stored with cobwebs and possibly a spider or two for the last few years, but we’ve decided to release it into the wild (of the garden shed). It is about to become friends with the hedgehogs and the stray cat. I hope it survives.
Tree walk?
She went for a walk in the trees.
Climbed up the branches to the twigs
Stood on high in airy splendour.
Caught up in crows feet,
She flew up to the chimney.
Stuck there in old mortar.
Then a Magpie saw her.
A short hop to his nest.
Now she’s unpacked
And admiring the gold and pearls
In his gaff.
Mallaband-Brown 