a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Thursday, November 1, 2012

How I Spent My Halloween...WARNING: GROSS ALERT

I found a friend
 While I was deconstructing
A floor within the lodge.
We began with a game of chess
Then we completed a decoupage.
Resting on the pumpkin
He overcame his fear of spiders.
We discussed the possibilities
of both becoming writers.
Caffeine was shared cuz
He needed some hydration
The conversation turned
To the state of our nation.
We couldn't decide who to blame
He revealed Icarus was his name
We signed a declaration
With the "We The People" pen
We shared a meal of junk food
and conversation picked up again.
When I offered him a cigarette
He clammed up...
"Tobacco kills!" he shouted.
Don't ever touch that stuff.

The evening ended as Hubby came to say,
"What the hell are you photographing?
Get that outta my way!"

Goodbye sweet Icarus.
I wish you well.
Next time fly toward the moon
Instead of landing in...well,

This story is true
It's not from the Liar's Tree
I posed this little mouse
I did it gleefully
So I could confirm
What you think of me.

Morals of this story:
We're not always what we seem to be.
Imagination rules
when you have no company.

19 comments:

Arkansas Patti said...

Delightful and creative post. I love it when someone finds a great use for what is normally thrown away. Makes me want to dig his kin out of the trash where I also threw my imagination.
Thanks for the chuckle.

Primitive Stars said...

Morning Gail....to funny...love your sence of humer......made my morning.....Blessings Francine.

Rudee said...

You've confirmed what I've always liked best about you: you're a little bit twisted! Thanks for making my day!

Sandra said...

poor mouse, and yes, i would have snapped a shot to but not as many as you did and also could never write a story like this one, funny and a twisted at the same time. i found a lizard in the same condition and it made me sad, as does the silly rat

Pat said...

At first glance I thought it was a hairball or something one of your animals threw up. Then I REALLY looked at it and thought, "Holy shit, that thing has arms and legs....and a head!" Only YOU, Gail, would take pictures, OVER and OVER again, of a dead mouse and write a poem about it. You definitely ARE a twisted sista!

Sure you aren't related to Stephen King? *wink*

Josie Two Shoes said...

Oh Gail, this was delightful! It goes to show that a creative writer/photographer can use truely anything to weave a tale (tail?) around! Such fun photos, and your poem was just great. A wonderful smile to start my morning! I adore you! :-)

Country Gal said...

I'm with Pat on this one lol That was a fantastic post I must admit . Are you sure you and Steven King aren't related ? Have a good day .

Farm Girl said...

Well it did make for interesting photos. Just a good creepy one for Halloween. I laughed about your husband. :)

TexWisGirl said...

i was laughing - but, yes, toss those cigarettes!

Mary Ann said...

Gosh, and I thought I was the only one going loopy stuck here with the animals all day! (laughs)

DesertHen said...

I'm clapping with glee! I love it! Tee-Hee....

Jenny said...

You are soooo creative...

...but I don't think I could have picked it up...

...much less moved it around the house!

ha!

Lynne said...

I will agree with two comments . . . creative and maybe related to Steven King . . .

Mimi Foxmorton said...

Somehow, someway, you've managed to give his life meaning.........

Bravo!

Fly Icarus! Fly!

:)

Irene said...

You are such a delightful crazy woman. Only you would come up with something like this. I do have to applaud you for your enormous imagination. I hope you gave it a proper burial after taking so many shots of it. xox

LindaG said...

I think you should have donated him to some Science class. ;o)
Wonderful post, Gail. I actually enjoyed it. I could not have touched it, haha!

Sandy said...

Great post for Halloween :-)

I figured when you offered him McDonalds, he would grow organs, hair, and come to life....darn, he didn't.

Now that you have bones, time to make a winter Halloween soup, hehehehehe

SaucyKod said...

This is the funniest, cutest , most creative poem I have ever read. I love your sense of humour and the way you weave stories, poems, sentences around life on the farm and all it entails - no pun intended. he,he Well Done, Well Done my friend, as Watson once said.

Sue said...

You are a sick and twisted woman.

And I love it.

;)

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