Ever the Hero
“Oh, woe is me!” the heroine wailed
Whilst elsewhere the hero paled:
“Not another damsel in distress
How do they get themselves in this mess?”
Arming himself with all he could carry
The hero did not dither or tarry
Atop his strong and trusty steed
Away to the rescue the hero did speed
He had taken the oath that all heroes swore:
To ride without fear into the breach once more
And to do his very best at whatever cost
The meaning of which was not lost
On a hero who had fought many such fights
Who never questioned the wrongs or rights
Of rescuing damsels in distress
Even if they were the cause of their own mess
For this damsel, to him, was not unknown
To her rescue before he had flown
A dragon it was last time, a fearsome foe,
What the threat was this time he didn’t know
He was sure it would involve a bloody confrontation
Which, afterwards, would result in another invitation
To share for the night the rescued damsel’s bed
He might be a hero, but let it not go unsaid
That he was also just a man with manly needs
And sowing his many manly seeds
Between the thighs of a woman so recently afraid
Was one hell of a satisfying way to be repaid
For doing battle with a ferocious enemy
And emerging from the battle victoriously.
So our reluctant hero is twice over admired
On horseback and in the bedroom is equally desired
Although bloodied and tired he was not yet bested:
Ever the hero he performed exactly as requested!
Cherry blossoms
Toi Derricotte, 1941
I went down to
mingle my breath
with the breath
of the cherry blossoms.
There were photographers:
Mothers arranging their
children against
gnarled old trees;
a couple, hugging,
asks a passerby
to snap them
like that,
so that their love
will always be caught
between two friendships:
ours & the friendship
of the cherry trees.
Oh Cherry,
why can’t my poems
be as beautiful?
A young woman in a fur-trimmed
coat sets a card table
with linens, candles,
a picnic basket & wine.
A father tips
a boy’s wheelchair back
so he can gaze
up at a branched
heaven.
All around us
the blossoms
flurry down
whispering,
Be patient
you have an ancient beauty.
Be patient,
you have an ancient beauty.
This was written by my 10 year old daughter as a Creative Writing assignment for School. The theme was "The funny side of life". The school has since entered this poem into an International Poetry competition organised by COBIS (Council of British International Schools)
FUNNY THINGS
Strange things happen in life sometimes,
Like animals driving cars and all in lines.
Then today on the way to school,
A baboon stole my lunch and that’s not cool!
An aardvark on a skateboard zoomed past me,
I chased him down towards the sea.
“Slow down, slow down!” I shouted after him,
And then I met a fish who could not swim.
My world is upside down and spinning around,
My feet are in the sky and my head is in the ground.
I see all these things that are not as they seem
And then I wake up and it was all just a dream.
Little little girl,
Staring at the sky,
Sit by the window,
Tell me a little lie.
Little little girl,
Playing on the floor,
Keep a watchful eye,
Stay away from the door.
Little little girl,
Sing yourself to sleep.
A simple lullaby,
And counting sheep.
Little little girl,
Quiet as a mouse,
Do not stir,
Don't wake the house
Little little girl,
You might as well try,
Flea while you can,
Spread your wings and fly.
Little little girl,
Staring at the sky,
Singing and playing,
Dreaming to fly.
Little little girl,
Quite as a mouse,
Now there's no one left,
To tend an empty house.
If you speak in rhyme
For a short time
Before you know it
You've become a poet!
The Battle Eternal
Darkness stalks
Where Light shines brightest
For Evil never sleeps
And Light must be vigilant
Always and forever
Love conquers all, eventually,
In spite of the battle
Between Good and Evil:
Between Light and Dark.
Which side are you on?
Random poetical nonsensical meanderings for a cold, rainy Sunday night
Start, stop, play,
Run, jump, stay,
Hold your nose,
Count your toes,
Nothing goes astray
Play, start, stop,
Stay, run, hop,
Toe the line,
Things are fine,
All is right up top.
Jump, run, sing,
Glad voices gladly ring,
Dance in line,
Pickles in brine,
None of it means a thing.
by Gypsy
An idea I had,
was really quite bad,
which made me sad,
*insert funny punchline*
I'm here now..
Don't ask how..
I'm from another planet..
Where there are no girls named Janet..
We named them all December..
Because it was easier to remember..
I know you think that is just silly..
But at first we were going to name them all Willy..
Shower or bathe,
Wash your hair,
File your nails,
Do them all,
Fingers, toes,
They deserve the best
Comb your hair,
Sort the snares,
Tangled, yes,
Once it's done,
No regrets,
You're at your best
Cleaned up nice,
Look at you!
Ready to go?
No, not yet
Smartly clothed,
Perfumed too,
Make-up's done,
No hair askew
Ready now,
Off you go,
The night awaits
With its sweet strange charm,
Have fun, be safe,
Avoid all harm.
Fifteen years now, time went fast
Childhood almost in the past
Almost woman, beauty too
Imagine boys are chasing you
Time is nearing, without doubt
That you're wanting to go out
A scary thought, my little girl
Your beauty shining like a pearl
Out there where I cannot protect
I'll have to trust you, that's a fact
It's hard to deal with, but I know
I'll have to practice letting go
We've tried to raise you, to prepare
you for the world that lies out there
If we succeeded, time will tell
I'll simply hope, that we did well
If life seems jolly rotten
there's something you've forgotten
and that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing
from Monty Python's "Life of Brian"
Sleep
Sleep my love,
Close your tired eyes and
Rest your head upon my chest.
Close your eyes as I keep you safe,
From harm, I softly sing into your ear.
You are my heart and my loving angel,
I promise to keep you out of harm's way.
In me you've found a forever home,
You won't ever have to leave.
Sleep my love,
Never leave these arms for too long.
I vow to take care of you so tenderly.
You're the needle in the proverbial haystack and
I'm the luckiest girl in the world.
Dream beautiful dreams as you rest
Your tired body and soul.
Take my energy, anything that you need
All things I give you freely.
Sleep my love,
For in the morning you'll awake and
I'll caress your face and kiss you deeply.
You'll awaken next to me as a new day shall begin.
I'll shower you with love until you sleep again.
