By fionageorge
I had a funny little notion
Perhaps I need a magic potion
To give me the courage to write
Some poems on the FanStory site
I joined the site to write a book
Hopefully meet some friends who took
Pity on a soul with a dream
To see her writing on the screen
Then when I joined I was surprised
That poetry wasn't what I'd surmised
I knew nothing about this art
I thought I would try it from the start
Receiving positive feedback straight away
On my first poem that very first day
Learning about metres, rhythm and rhyme
Getting lots of good advice many a time
From that day on I was smitten
Various poems I've since written
About topics many and varied
Some of these should have been buried
I've decided to put some onto pages
Creating a book for kids of all ages
So all you wonderful reviewers and friends
This is where this prologue ends
Author Notes | This book is dedicated to all those who are kids at heart. |
By fionageorge
Nanny, did you hear 'bout my cat?
He is getting really fat.
He keeps eating things he shouldn't.
I tried to stop him, but I couldn't.
He eats the tails off from the lizards.
He eats the birds, but not their gizzards.
He even ate a big fat rat.
Now we call him the killer cat.
Nanny, would it be really true,
that killer cat could eat me or you?
My daddy said that he just might,
and that gave me such a fright.
Nanny, if my killer cat ate us,
he might get bigger than a bus.
Then he'd get so fat that he
could explode, and we'd be free.
We might end up hanging from the light.
I think we'd be a yukky sight,
with blood all over us from my cat.
Nanny, I don't think I would like that!
When I get home, I'll tell my cat
He mustn't eat us, or he'll get fat
and 'nstead of being a killer cat
He'll be dead, and then that's that!
Nanny, we must tell peoples who have a cat,
to make sure they feed them good food, so that
their cat will never get hungry and then,
all peoples can feel safe again.
Author Notes | Taleisha, our four-year-old granddaughter, with her serious little face, told me this story about her cat over lunch today. |
By fionageorge
The moon with its mystical allure
Conjures up legends and romance
Each night when I look at the sky
I see the moonlight fairy dance
With fragile diaphanous white wings
She's an ethereal, heavenly sight
Falling stars adorn her gown
Reflecting softly the moon's light
She fills my soul with wondrous awe
As she twirls with sweet delight
Flitting, prancing, on moon's surface
As her feet and wings take flight
Next time you look at the night sky
Use your imagination, you may see
My fairy dancing on moon's beams
Daring your heart to set you free
Author Notes |
Just a whimsical bit of nonsense.
Diaphanous - Almost transparent, see-through, sheer, Ethereal - Ghostly, otherworldly, unearthly, wraithlike |
By fionageorge
"What's you doin', Nan?"
'I'm making myself some tea."
"Can I have some too please?"
"You'd better ask Mummy."
Five-year-old goes running
Comes back pretty quick
Her eyes shining brightly
She doesn't miss a trick
"Nan, I did ask'd Mummy.
And she told me 'Yup'"
"How would you like that, sweety?"
"I'd like it in a cup!"
Author Notes | Our five-year-old grand-daughter, Talara, comes out with some funny things at times. That is her in the photo. |
By fionageorge
Author Notes | There is always hope, keep the faith. Many are doing it tough. Many people are generous. Things will get better. |
By fionageorge
Author Note: | Thank you luvsGod for the stunning picture. |
BLOWING BUBBLES
B ubbles, bubbles everywhere
I like bubbles, so much fun
Author Notes | Not just for little children, but for everyone young at heart. |
By fionageorge
Author Notes | One of the many beautiful views from my varandah and lounge-room. I took this photo a few months ago. |
By fionageorge
Author Note: | Dedicated to all mothers, may you enjoy that moment of touching your newborn. |
Author Notes | Memories of motherhood, the feeling of a new baby's flesh, soft and warm. Nothing else compares. |
By fionageorge
They laugh, they love, they share.
When needed, they are there.
Sisters and brothers,
Like diamonds are forever.
Author Notes | I am so lucky, the best family in the world, sharing all of life's ups and downs. |
By fionageorge
Setting sun slowly slipping
Unveiling unrivalled umbrella
Nurturing nocturnal nesting
Serenely shimmering scenery
Each exodus exquisitely exotic
Today transpired then triumphed
Author Notes | Thank you SweetLinda for providing us with this challenging contest. |
By fionageorge
Doctor, doctor, please come quick
There is something you have to fix
My tummy, look, it's really pesky
Having blown up so grotesquely
You'll probably think it quite bizarre
I drank some potion from a jar
Then hubby inserted a bit of soap
Said 'this'll move it all - I hope'
Doctor, I keep looking at the clock
Time has passed, but not the block
Oh doctor, doctor, please come see
Come do whatever you can for me
Quick, I can't take it any more
I think I'm dying, of that I'm sure
Can you please give me a potion
To set my insides back in motion
What did you say, what can you do
That'll help me pass my stubborn poo
I need to take a pill or two
Then I'll be able to go to the loo
Oh thank you doctor, it's such a relief
For a while I really did believe
That I would die from constipation
Much to my hubby's consternation
Doctor, I'm writing this card today
Because my thanks I wish to convey
I really think you saved my life
And gave my hubby back his wife
I'm grateful for this second chance
I've made a vow, that if per chance
I eat another pineapple so sweet
I'll cut it into pieces before I eat
Author Notes |
Thank you to channelled for the artwork. I appologise for using it out of context.
Sorry if you were eating whilst you were reading this! Hubby = husband (Australian slang) Loo - toilet (Australian slang) |
By fionageorge
Author Notes |
It is spring in Australia, the blossoms in full bloom.
Thank you Diane Hall for the use of your beautiful artwork. |
By fionageorge
Author Note: | Thank you diana_mascarenhas for your wonderful artwork - The Saddest Fool. It is brilliant. |
Author Notes | So many people part with their money in the hope of getting something unrealistic. There are a lot of predators in the world and on the net who rip people off, without any conscience. They treat the strugglers as fools, taking their money without any guilt. |
By fionageorge
Love is true
Love is sincere
Love is gentle
Love is kind
Love is honest
Love is faithful
Love is generous
Love is not blind
Love is beautiful
Love is confident
Love is acceptance
Love is caring
Love is freedom
Love is patience
Love is tolerance
Love is sharing
Love is you
Love is me
Love is us
Eternally
Author Notes | Love is different things to different people. |
By fionageorge
Wrap them up and bottle them
That's what I'd like to do
Our beautiful little children
Their innocence so true
Eyes sparkling one moment
The next they are in tears
Our hugs bring out the greatest love
And wipes away their fears
We share each precious moment
Gaining pleasure from their joys
With their imagination
There is no need for toys
We teach them about arts and crafts
Bake cookies, so much fun
Make Christmas cards and little gifts
Wrap them up for everyone
Their animated faces shine
Little hands they wave around
Telling their tales of wondrous things
Their beautiful voices abound
Stories about fairies and goblins
Blowing bubbles and a killer cat
They are truly inspirational
To their imagination I tip my hat
They take me into their innocent world
With their love so pure and true
Wrap them up and bottle them
That's what I'd like to do
Author Notes | The joy of sharing time with our children and grandchildren. Sharing quality time, no computers, no electronic games. Teaching them to make their own fun. |
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