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2011 Poetry Theme Challenges#02 It's Like This Little Britches |
It is 75 years since the world bid farewell to Kipling. I for one grew up with 'The Jungle Book' stories
and still glean a sort of solace when I read them or watch the movie, as I can hear my grandpa reading to me
and I can almost taste the warm honey milk and feel the soft snuggle of my quilt. This challenge is to read
or recall the work of Kipling, what does his legacy of writing mean to you?
Happy Quilling Jem XXXX |
Little Britches Challenge
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Divena CollinsCome little one hold tight my hand. For I`m gonna take you to Animal Land There`s a big striped tiger and ocelot too A large tusked elephant and a Kangaroo. Monkey and apes are there by the score Huge game elks and a big black boar Zebra`s with their blackened stripes Or are they black with stripes of white?. Camels with two large bumps called humps Or is it dromedaries with one, or two Lumps? Ant eaters with their long snatching snouts Snakes with venom so you better watch out. Crocodiles and alligators with wide open jaws Eagles and buzzards with sharpened claws A wolf howls hyena your having a laugh Can I join in said the long necked giraffe. While hippo the potymus bathes in mud Submerges for his meal chewing the cud Then gives out a great thunderous yawn Frightened a deer and her bambi fawn. The king of the jungle he`ll be there too Don`t stand too close or he might eat you Ignore the shy Ostrich his head in the sand We`re gonna have fun here in animal land.  ----- Joys of Kipling Within the contours of my mind Some memories therein I shall find When we was very young His praise we had sung Rudyard Kipling was one of a kind. He wrote of Journeys upon the sea Of far off jungles with wildbeast free Of thrones and power Of trees and flowers He captured us deep in his mystery. Just So Tales were written with flair Stories for children treasured there For I often recall He did us enthrall In awe of these fine tales to share. back to list |
Jem FarmerIn days gone by amid the stone An old poet spoke of the sky To follow the laws of nature Or our kind will surely die. He spoke old words that still seem wise As the grey-eyed wolf looking back How the strength of all supports one And breath of one feeds the whole pack The poet’s words taught the huntsmen To be choice while stalking his prey Take enough to relieve hunger And return another day. Now as I lie here in my bed A thought occurs that won’t let go These stories I’ve heard many times And still they are simply Just So! back to list |
Ryter RoethicleNever steal a cake from a Parsee Cause he is so cunning doncha see He’ll wait till yers go for a swim Then grab yer gear and put things in That are guaranteed to make you itchee. The sun there is hot and makes you sweat If you like to swim then don’t upset A bloke that wears a turban He’ll look after you if he can And be your faithful bhisti you can bet ----- Black Mood If I get a hump a serious camels hump You’ll hear me whinge and give a loud harump. Stead of sipping it fine, I’ll swig my wine Another reason for me being a grump ----- Whale The whale is a very funny fish When you want it to eat, you need more than one dish A side of ribs will feed a whole town And just to gollop a whole fin down Could be a soup, a curry, but never a quiche. And remember a whale could never eat you Unless it took time to manufacture a stew. Because Kipling’s braces made a filter It put a human out of kilter Giving the whale a new dietary point of view back to list |
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