Words that flow...

Words and images - powerful elements of our everyday life. Most of the time we take them for granted, but sometimes something happens to make you aware of how important they are... and how thankful you are to have the opportunity to use or appreciate them. Here lies some of my words and pictures (which are untouched apart from cropping, unless I've said otherwise) - Please add your words to mine, and leave a comment. Thanks for visiting!

16 November 2006

(Z) Zombie Necropolis




I was going to have a picture of a graveyard for this rhyme, but I like this picture, and it's not going to fit in anywhere else...

It's one of those silly ones, where you just play with an idea. In this case, that idea was how many things have the names of body parts... :-D


Zombie Necropolis

In the heart of the Metropolis
lies the Zombie Necropolis
where the zombies gather every night
to resolve their particular plight.

Brought back to life with voodoo magic
the tale of zombies is tragic.
They've been falling apart for years
and have lost their arms, legs, eyes and ears.

One day, a man looking for profit
pulled a comb from his pocket.
The zombie leader, and all his chums,
stuck the comb's teeth into gaping gums.

"More body bits!" said one of the dead,
"I need new arms!" "I need a new head!"
The man could see where his future lay -
for body parts they would gladly pay.

So, he 'set up' shop in the graveyard,
and there you can hear him selling hard:
"I 'av tongues from shoes, and ears from wheat...
'ere! Let me make yer body complete!"

"Three feet from each yard, hands from a clock,
and fish fingers have just come in stock.
I've table legs, and arms from a chair;
For yer scalp I'd recommend a hare!"

"You choose! Needle or potatoe eyes?
Of these I have plentiful supplies:
Kidneys from beans, hearts from artichokes
and liverwort, for all ye dead folks."

He plied his trade for many a year,
until the zombies begun to fear
that he would die, and the shop would close;
and they would be left to decompose.

So, one night, they waited for the man
and recklessly carried out their plan.
They each took a bite so that he bled.
Now he too is one of the un-dead.

If only they had shown some insight!
Now he can only come out at night.
He can't supply them with body bits
and is losing more than his profits!!

© Annelisa Christensen 11:15 pm

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20 Comments:

At November 17, 2006 1:05 am, Blogger Kilroy_60 said...

Ingenious. John Prine is in the Songwriter's Hall Of Fame in the UK; have you heard of him? This reminded me just a bit of his song, Please Don't Bury Me {Down In The Cold Cold Ground}

 
At November 17, 2006 1:19 am, Blogger Annelisa said...

'Fraid I haven't heard of John Prine, but i'll be sure to look him up (tomorrow... it's late here now :-))

Tom Waites's "Cold Call Ground" sounds a bit like this title... wonder if it's the same sort of music? (I'll see if I can find out)

 
At November 17, 2006 3:14 am, Blogger Mimi Lenox said...

Ohh...interesting. You are so talented.

 
At November 17, 2006 7:39 am, Blogger M. Shahin said...

This is very unusual - very creepy; there is goosebumps going all over my arms. I like the imagination that went into it.

 
At November 17, 2006 8:40 am, Blogger QUASAR9 said...

Love it Annelisa,
And Metropolis outside the graveyard is just like that too.

20 years ago I made a video documentary with the local Uni about the state of pollution from dirty industry and the damage to the local environment and habitat.

So the Zombies came out and tore me to pieces, - in other words, I got no thanks. However, I inspired the next generation (their children) to demand more accountability from dirty industry.

20 years on the dirty industry has not gone away, but it gas been cleaned up with vast sums from EU grants, the local environment the river delta and beaches are now squeaky cleam, full of fish, birds have returned in flocks to feed on mosquitoe and other larvae.

A previous 'necropolis' landfill where 'solid' polluted industrial waste was dumped, has been cleaned up and recycled, and declared safe for 30,000 new homes to be built on

Alas, another day has gone
oh, but even greater joy,
another day has just begun

 
At November 17, 2006 12:59 pm, Blogger starbender said...

Your poetry is very good! It takes me awhile to visit, I've just been very busy lately!
: )

 
At November 17, 2006 4:37 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

Hi Mimi! Is 'interesting' another word for 'terrible'? :-)

Hello M. Shahin. Yes, I worry myself sometimes, what comes out of my mind :-D

Quasar9 - So, you achieved something, even if the zombies at the time didn't get their (decomposing?) brains into action and support you then - that must have grated, when you were trying to do something good for the benefit of them all!

Starbender - Oooo, I don't know if you can say that on the basis of this one!!! But it amused me to write it...

Thanks for taking time out to stop by!

 
At November 17, 2006 6:50 pm, Blogger steve said...

Makes me think of ol' Shel Siverstein...
And what do you mean you couldn't use that picture anywhere else? Do you not see the womam laying supine on her back with her knees up? Hmm? You really should check with me first from now on...lol

 
At November 17, 2006 7:26 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

I didn't see it before, but... I see it now! lol! :-D

 
At November 17, 2006 10:20 pm, Blogger Doctor Krap Wisdom said...

Well, i hope ur words can not be regarded as poetry...cuz I hate it. Anyway, very nice story, but i m still trying to get the metaphor...need some time to do so...take care, see u.

 
At November 18, 2006 12:15 am, Blogger Annelisa said...

Hi doctor krap wisdom - glad you could visit. I hope these particular words would not be considered 'poetry' either... they were a word-game (as I said in the post), written in a rhyming story. I don't know if I like it, but it was sure fun to write! In my mind, poetry is something different, although I'm not altogether sure what the 'definition' of poetry is. I think, perhaps, it's different for each and every one of us. I hope so, because the more we are challenged to interpret what someone else has written, the better an understanding of different ways of thinking. It opens the mind....

 
At November 18, 2006 3:03 am, Blogger Mother of Invention said...

Well, your mind is like no other to be sure! Steve's right...sounds like Shel...not sure I'd do it with the Gr. ones..they'd all be scared!

 
At November 18, 2006 3:46 am, Blogger Annelisa said...

I must've toughened my kids up- they loved this when they were younger :-D

 
At November 18, 2006 4:25 am, Blogger red-dirt-girl said...

Hi girlfriend........look what happens when I've not taken the time to cat around.......all sorts of creepy crawlies come out of the closet.....even ones that look like midgets from Fantasy Island - LOL!

I loved this.......my kids love Shel Silverstein........we've always had a couple of his books lying around....so you are in 'high cotton' as we say here down south.....

-rdg

ps I love your use of 'snap' but ..can you explain to me what it means.......i know this is really ignorant of me.... :)

 
At November 18, 2006 10:44 am, Blogger Annelisa said...

I've just looked up two people - John Prine, and Shel Silverstein, neither of whom I've heard of before

John Prine's song Cold Cold Ground - funny! I can see what you mean, Kilroy, about the body bits. I like it :-D

And Shel Silverstein seems to be an interesting character... I think I'd like to have met him! (and am flattered to have this likened to his works :-))

'Snap' is a card game - each person has a pile of turned down cards, and turns them over one-by-one. When two of the same card are turned over (eg two different 'Queens') then you shout 'Snap!' as quick as you can - the first to shout it is the winner and keeps the cards. Often said when people find the same things about themselves - "Snap!"

 
At November 18, 2006 2:32 pm, Blogger red-dirt-girl said...

okkkkkayyyyyyyyy - LOL

when that happens here, we say as fast as we can: Bread and butter on my side.............who ever gets done first, wins....don't ask me why - I know it sounds quite strange............!

c/u soon gf!

 
At November 18, 2006 5:16 pm, Blogger Mother of Invention said...

When 2 people come out with the same words at the same time. we say "Newgee" and link pinky fingers! Who starts these strange but fun rituals?!!!

 
At November 18, 2006 8:11 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

:-D 'Bread and butter on my side'? So, what is that supposed to mean??! And (really!) who thinks of these things!!!

And what's this 'Newgee'? (is that with soft or had 'g'?) Where does that come from? :-D

What mouthfuls to say in a hurry...

 
At November 21, 2006 11:50 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said...

this is my favourite so far... It's great!!!

(tuesday's Brownie night... spent a good few hours with hyperactive kids talking nonsense.. They'd love the gore.)

 
At November 22, 2006 12:23 am, Blogger Annelisa said...

Thanks Topchamp! When I wrote these 'A to Z Monsters for Bed' rhymes, I have to admit I was in a bit of a dark mood, and it was a way of getting the monsters out the system, I think! :-)

...but I also enjoyed playing with the stories and words - great way to spend and afternoon :-)

 

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