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We Three Beetles

A excerpt from my book The Tales of Beetle About

We three beetles, so hungry we are,

Bearing six legs, we travel so far,

Hedge and garden,

Field and grassland,

Searching for caterpillars.

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Oh, Caterpillars juicy, caterpillars nice,

Tempting us beetles through the night,

Creeping, seeking, still proceeding,

Searching for that perfect bite.

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Beetles are king of insects, we are

Black on black, our royal charter,

Eating ever, ceasing never,

Searching for caterpillars.

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Oh, Caterpillars juicy, caterpillars nice,

Tempting us beetles through the night,

Creeping, seeking, still proceeding,

Searching for the perfect bite.

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Skytrain

Skytrain

Skytrain, high train, charging, charging,

Fly train – my train; harken, harken,

To its whistle, blowing, blowing,

Life’s so fast; it’s going, going,

Ebbing from our bodies, groaning,

As Time’s cold scythe cuts through the gloaming

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Listen, listen; I hear it calling,

Ignore it at your peril – warning!

Before your days are gone and over,

Join me in this bright sky rover

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Across the heavens we’ll travel, listening,

To the sounds of eternity, whispering,

Within our hearts, our chi resplendent,

At one with God, in peace, never ending.

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stories for children

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I am Man

I am man,

Born of woman; man,

I stand for all that is right,

I am man,

I fight injustice and bias,

I am man,

I will NEVER allow Neanderthals to get the upper hand,

For I am man, of woman, with woman, against Neanderthal man.

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Christmas fun reading, for sure

Stories for children and young at heart adults.

Christmas fun reading, for sure

Tales of the Extraordinary,  

The Witches,  

Alice in Wonderland on Top of the World (it’s a Christmas story),  

HARRY ROTTER (she has lost her Magical Marbles),  

Jimmy, the Glue Factory and Mad Mr Viscous,  

Slug Talk,  

The Tales of Beetle About,  

Tales of Childhood, volumes 1 and 2,  

Horrible Horace,  

Stories for Boys,  

The Three Faerie Sisters,  

Christmas: A Carol Betwixt,  

The Fog,  

Aliens Landed in Ballykilduff,  

Stewed Rhymes,  

A Beer in a Burger Bar,  

And a whole lot MORE.

 

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Twas the Night before Christmas

Twas the Night before Christmas

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

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The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,

Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap,

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When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

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The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a magical sleigh, and eight wondrous reindeer,

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With a smiling old driver, so lively and quick,

I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name

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“Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!

On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONDER and BLITZEN!

To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!

Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!”

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As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,

So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,

With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

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And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,

Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

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He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

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His eyes — how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

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The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;

He had a broad face and a little round belly,

That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

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He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

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He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

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He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

“HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!”

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I am a Troll and I live in a hole

I am a Troll and I live in a hole

I’m not a bat or a rat or a cat,
I’m not a gnu or a kangaroo,
I’m not a goose or a moose on the loose,
I am a troll and I live in a hole.
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I’m not a cow or a chow or a sow,
I’m not a snake or a hake or a drake,
I’m not a flea or a wee chimpanzee,
I am a troll and I live in a hole.
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Yarg yarg, quarck quarck, fried boiled or roast,
You’re the slick chick I dig the most ,
I’m not a ram or a clam or a lamb,
I’m not a hog or a frog or a dog,
I’m not a bus or a hip-potomus,
I am a troll and I live in a hole.
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Yarg yarg, quarck quarck, fried boiled or roast,
You’re the slick chick I dig the most,
I’m not a ram or a clam or a lamb,
I’m not a hog or a frog or a dog,
I’m not a bus or a hip-potomus,
I am a troll and I live in a hole.
I am a troll and I live in a hole.
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To Boldly Go

To Boldly Go

To boldly go where no man has gone,

Our intrepid explorers fight the Klingons,

They battles with foes and forces unknown,

Kirk and his crew are so far from home.

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Warping past Dwarfs as red as can be,

Streaking through space, and all for the free,

The freedom of choice, for you and for me,

Our intrepid explorers go forward boldly.

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Out into the blackness, the fear and the dread,

Kirk and his crew by passion are led,

Explorers by nature, fighters by chance,

Man and machine go boldly ever on.

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It was a voyage of years, a mission of five,

That’s all was intended, I tell you no lie,

But forty years later they’re still forging on,

Onwards and upwards boldly going on.

Faster and faster towards a dawn.

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Oh, well… (ba-NANA-land)

Oh, well… (ba-NANA-land)

Monday morning; full of woe,

The weekend’s gone; it’s so far to go,

Until the next one, when I can live again,

Oh, well, I suppose it’s better than living in ba-NANA-land.

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Doctor Who and the Daleks

Doctor Who and the Daleks

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Doctor and the Daleks? I hear you say,

Who can they be? And what an affray,

 On our minds and our wits at this time of appeal,

Of recession, so biting, and scares very real.

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It’s the DOCTOR, I tell you, the DOCTOR, that’s WHO,

And as for the Daleks, well, my mind is askew,

If I were to explain who they in fact are,

I would need several years, and still not get far.

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Oh, the DOCTOR, the DOCTOR, you answer me back,

Why didn’t you say so, why didn’t you track,

The way I was feeling, so peeved by the mire,

 Unlike our politicians, in splendid retire?

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In splendid retire, ensconced in their towers,

Of ivory white, not grey and ragged like ours.

They’ll get their comeuppance, of that I am sure

When the Daleks go find them and exterminate those pariahs.

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Normal People

Normal People

 

What is normal, I ask of you?

Why does everyone aspire, of this, to do?

Why can’t they stop and think again?

Then reject normality, both women and men.

Why do they follow, like cattle do?

I am sure they know it, know that it’s true.

Perhaps acting, so, gives them peace of mind,

Or perhaps it lessens the daily grind,

Pain, however, MUST be met head on,

By doing so we can then move on.

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