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!

13 December 2006

(O) Octogenarian Ogre

Ok, I have to be quick, as I've got to walk to work today - my car wasn't as easy to fix as I'd hoped, nor they'd given hope about! And it's costing me a bomb (a cost before Christmas i could well do without) It went in for it's MOT (Ministry of Transport) test, which is putting it through a whole lot of tests to make sure it's road-worthy and safe, and wasn't expected to have much wrong with it, but a lot of little things were found.... and it's better to do them (beside which, the majority have to be fixed just to get through the test - an essential if you want to keep the car on the road!) So, for the second day I'm without a car :-(

Only today, I haven't got a lift from my workmate, Lynne, as its her day off (Oh, by the way, Lynne, the next two picture were the ones I took at work yesterday, so you can see how clear this camera takes them!)

Anyway, I digress. I'm going to type quickly, and get another of my kiddie rhymes up:

Octogenarian Ogre

Have you ever wondered about monsters,
for instance, "What happens when they get old?"
Me? I'd imagined them all as youngsters
we could well do without, if truth be told.

But in April, or maybe it was May,
I met an aging ogre shedding tears.
Bravely, I asked him why he was so grey?
He cried out, "Today I am eighty years!"

"But surely that's a reason to rejoice?"
(I had often thought ogres lived too long.)
But he told me in a quivery voice
"That, dear human, is where you're very wrong."

He said:

"I had a toothache you wouldn't believe,
so I asked the dentist to have a look.
Why he left so quickly, I can't conceive,
but you should've seen the way he shook!"

"Another time, when I got really sick,
I went to the doctor for some advice.
He told me too take a dose of arsenic.
I really don't think he was being nice."

"And when I expressed a wish to retire
they told me I couldn't get a pension.
They said my behaviour had been so dire
if I was smaller I'd get detention."

With no money, no friends and rotten teeth,
I began to feel compassion for him.
For a while I forgot that underneath
this sadness was something horribly grim.

My senses must have been taking a nap!
To trust the ogre had been a mistake.
I had completely fallen for his trap,
for his next move showed him to be a fake.

He grabbed my nearest arm at the elbow,
and complained, "It's too bad you're so skinny!
Why so surprised? I have to eat, you know!"
But he hadn't counted on destiny...

At that moment, from out of the blue
came another ogre, equally old.
"Come along, husband. I've made rabbit stew.
Stop teasing the man. Dinner's getting cold!"

I'll never know if he'd have eaten me.
I consider it a very 'close shave'.
But, whatever, he'd lost my sympathy
and now I hope he'll soon be in his grave!

© Annelisa Christensen 7:18 am

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At December 13, 2006 10:24 am, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm short of time - muchos practising to do.

So all the comments are gonna have to go here:

Tree - FANTASTIC! Multicoloured is definitely the way to go.

Poem - poor Ogre... hang on a minute - BAD Ogre!!

At December 13, 2006 1:04 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

:-D Funny! Hope your practising's going well - got many more concerts for Christmas?

At April 11, 2007 12:48 pm, Blogger twilite said...

I like the ogre story! Glad the rabbit stew was ready...otherwise...I dread to think what might become of you Annelisa!

Your poems made my evening. Thank you.


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