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!

07 December 2006

(G) Gorgon and the Greengrocer




Tonight I am going to put on here another kiddie rhyme for G - I always liked Medusa, so this one's about a Gorgon like her! (oh, be warned - it's quite a long one! :-) )







[poem The Gorgon and the Greengrocer moved for publishing Aug 2017
other rhymes from this collection now on Amazon A-Z Monsters (not) For Bed]



© Annelisa Christensen 11:16 pm

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15 Comments:

At December 08, 2006 12:00 am, Blogger Maryam in Marrakesh said...

This is my very favorite yet!!!

 
At December 08, 2006 12:03 am, Blogger Annelisa said...

Crikey, Maryam, you're quick off the mark - I hadn't even got round to checking how it looked yet! :-D

Glad you like it - when I read it, it feels a bit 'stiff', but I like the story idea...

It fits my mood, as well...

 
At December 08, 2006 3:07 am, Blogger QUASAR9 said...

Annelisa, That's pretty awesome!

Hope those dreadlocks on your head, don't turn out to be Medusa's snakes ...

Mind you if for Xmas we were to meet, what is it would be revealed, when you removed the paper bag from your head, but a glorious shiny bald (shaven) head.

PS - In our case could it be, you the young & pretty Lady Godiva be, and I a very 'old' warlock be. lol!
Be careful, very careful when you talk to strangers, of what you say.

 
At December 08, 2006 5:50 am, Blogger Mohawk Chieftain said...

Isn't it odd how the simplest of pictures make the most beautiful images?

 
At December 08, 2006 6:54 am, Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey I love this one its' great very cool.

Hope

 
At December 08, 2006 1:43 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

:-D

Hey Q9, so you see yourself as a warlock, huh? Got a broomstick?

Totally agree, Chieftain, some of the simplest pictures are the best..

Thought it might appeal to you, Hope :-)

 
At December 08, 2006 6:53 pm, Blogger QUASAR9 said...

[1] The normal etymology derives warlock from the Old English wǣrloga meaning deceiver, or "oathbreaker".
[2] However, one source suggests that the word may come from the Old Norse varð-lokkur, "caller of spirits".
[3] Varðlokkur is also translated by some as 'ward-locks' or 'protections', and is an invocation chant used in spæ (scrying).

A highly speculative etymology interprets 'wærloga' as 'the man of the logs' alluding to the pieces of wood the Anglo-Saxon and Scandinavian priests and wise men (called bards and skalds, respectively) used to divine by means of the runes.
This etymology seems to have been created to support neopagan beliefs about the past, inasmuch as warlock then appears to be a slang word of Christian coinage pejoratively used for those who remained Pagan and practising the art of the runes.
However, its dependence upon sarcastic Christians referring to small pieces of wood as 'logs' makes it extremely unlikely, especially since the etymological roots of 'log' are believed to refer to felled trees or equally massive objects.

As for an unkept promise or "oath" - as I said B4
"I've yet to return to the Sierra Nevada to plant olive trees"

 
At December 08, 2006 7:04 pm, Blogger Mother of Invention said...

Some interesting and a bit creepy images came to my mind as I read this! No wonder you have nightmares! HA! Well, I do look like I should have a bag over my head some mornings!

But, never mind, you won't need one when you say goodbye to your hair...over here you might since it's -11 today and lots of snow!

 
At December 09, 2006 3:33 am, Blogger madd said...

Hey Annelisa..I really ebjoyed this..when I was just in middle school I started my life long love of Mythology..I love all of it, greek, roman, european...didn't matter..so this was great..while reading brought back all these wonderful memories..thanks I really liked it..take care sweetie..m

 
At December 09, 2006 4:14 am, Anonymous Anonymous said...

LOVE IT!

Steve~

 
At December 09, 2006 8:21 pm, Blogger QUASAR9 said...

Hi Annelisa,
didn't mean to sound unsympathetic on previous post. But yes I confess I am detached and aloof.

Of course I know pain - but I can only feel my pain, and only I can feel my pain, no one else can feel my pain - nor would I wish it on anyone.

Of course I sympathise with suffering and caring, and nursing, and fundraising!

 
At December 10, 2006 1:16 am, Blogger Annelisa said...

Hiya Kitty-cat - Drop by anytime you like! Hope you're not feeling the blues too, too much... I know I should be getting on with the house clearing (to decorate) , but I'll see if I can stop by...

Interesting, Q9! I always got the idea that warlocks were male witches (That's certainly implied in a lot of shows, and the film of the same name...). Learn something new every day! :-)

So, it's the olive trees that makes you an 'oath-breaker' is it? Maybe it's time to do something about that :-D (unless you make plans to break them??? :-) )

Hi MOI - Wish we had some snow... it doesn't happen that often here, and when it does it's usually melted within a couple of days... I've only experienced longer cold spells when I lived in Scotland (then, I once walked across snowy woods and fields to the nearest shops, and ended up waist-deep in a snow dip!)

You got your head in the past, Madd? Or maybe in a paper bag? or stuffed with mythical creatures? Glad you liked it.

Steven - Good to see you again! You love it? Excellent! Cos there's more coming...

:-D Art thou protesting too much, my dear Q9? When you say "but I can only feel my pain, and only I can feel my pain, no one else can feel my pain" do you mean that only you are physically feeling it?

Can you allow that someone might feel so strongly for someone (that they empathise (or sympathise) so strongly) they also feel a measure of pain... which may not be physical (though there is often a physical side to this)?

When I said yesterday that I was 'feeling such a sadness right now', it wasn't simply sad in the 'oh, poor thing' kind of way. Since I started this head-shave fundraising, so many people have told me their story, their own experience of cancer.

I've been in tears with another teacher in the staffroom; I've been told about children my daughter's age dying (only this week); I've been told of loved ones - mother, aunt, uncle, father, friend - and because of my own experiences of cancer in people I've known, each time someone tells me their story I do actually feel for them... lump and tightness in the throat, heaviness in the chest, my tummy going sixteen to the dozen, and emotions playing havoc!

Because I know some of what each person is or has gone through with those people living with cancer.

And now, it seems to stay with me...just below the surface. It's not something I can distance myself from...

I understand, in a way, what you're saying, and I think if I hadn't known so many people who have gone through living with illness I might feel the same.

In your mind, is 'sympathising' and 'empathising' the same?

 
At December 10, 2006 10:37 am, Blogger QUASAR9 said...

Annelisa said: "When I said yesterday that I was 'feeling such a sadness right now', it wasn't simply sad in the 'oh, poor thing' kind of way. Since I started this head-shave fundraising, so many people have told me their story, their own experience of cancer."

Hi Annelisa, I know.
I could 'feel' your sadness. What I meant is precisely that it is counterproductive if another's condition also weakens us, or even makes us ill.

I'm trying not to make light of what are serious, sad & clearly life threatening conditions, but -
"I'm not into sharing the birth pangs, kindda empathy"

And I am not protesting too much:
I know what pain feels like, I think most people have had toothache or twisted an ankle or had a bad headache ... the type of headache you wish you could cut off your head and throw it away.

"Sympathy for the devil"
In my mind sympathy is being sympathetic towards people suffering or oppressed - and empathy can be empathy for those under occupation or hardship and with those having fun at a concert or the races.

I can have sympathy for those with debilitating or life threatening disease - and I can have empathy for those in pain ... but neither debilitate me. Only My pain can debilitate me - death and dying I have no fear of.

I'm sorry if I'm not winning your heart with my arguments. But I rather see you smile when you shave your head, and joyful at Xmas for your children, than saddened by the suffering, disease (or death) of others - knowing of your mother's condition too.

So here's looking at yah!
here's loving yah a little more!
and Here's smiling at yah too!

Wishing you a mighty fine bright sunny day on this frosty icy Sunday

 
At December 10, 2006 11:15 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hello - I think you're doing a lovely thing with your crazy head shaving exercise. I am sorry for all the people suffering, but you are doing something positive & should be proud.

So: Chin up. You're hearing so much about it because what you're doing is important.

Like the trees & love that the gorgon got her comeuppance! Haven't been out into the countryside for a while so will have to go walking soon before we are too snowy and icy to go far.

Start buying hats now - you're gonna be cold!

 
At December 12, 2006 5:40 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

Thanks Topchamp! I know I shouldn't need it, that the very fact of doing the 'crazy head shaving exercise' should be enough, but I sometimes I need a bit of reassurance :-)

I've got a collection of hats - I'll do a piccie sometime, of the abundance of them!

Any sign of the ice and snow yet?

 

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