Tuesday, November 6, 2012

The Snail That left The Shell


There once lived a little snail
in a garden by the lake. 
This little snail saw humans come and go,
and wondered with amazement
if he could ever say 'hello'
Or maybe even go with them
inside their huge shells they call cars
to the cities, the theaters and the wonderful parks.

But this dream that the little snail had,
to go afar and away to discover
seemed impossible and was driving him mad.
See, the problem was that his shell was to heavy
and to clim into the cars he had to leave it behind
but he didn't feel he was ready.

No snail ever had, as far as any snail ever knew
ever left behind its shell and started a life as new.
It was against the rules, 
It was dangerous and scary.
They said you could get eaten by a bird
or run over if you are unwary.

So the snail thought and though,
should he do it or or should he not?
Leave the shell behind,
face the fears and go against his clan.
Break the rules and his parents hearts?

One beautiful afternoon, 
a human family was having fun
in the garden that our snail called home.
And when he saw them leave, 
whitout any second thought,
he removed the shell and was gone.

He slid on the grass as fast as he could,
but the car was to quick and left way too soon.
And as sadness crept up, a wonderful bird soared down from the sky
picked him up with its beak, and flew far and away.
The snail that left the shell
because he had been brave 
traveled the world and enjoyed every day.

Monday, November 5, 2012

Whenever, wherever

Whenever you want,
and no matter where you are.
There's Coca Cola.

Always fantastic

No matter if it's
in a can, glass, or plastic.
Coke is fantastic.

The dark side

It's dark as the night.
Scary, but much delight.
Cold, bubbly, bright.

Cheers

Drink of happiness,
drink of joy.
I drink to you.

Poem # 5 - The Bird's Revenge

A little bird woke up one day
To find her tree chopped down
Her feathers were messed, as was her nest
The bird had quite a frown

"Who tore down this beautiful tree?"
The bird cried as she flew away
She noticed other trees that fell on the ground
She suspected some fowl play

As she flew around, she noticed a man
who was cutting down trees with an axe
She tweeted and chirped with fury and rage
"I've had it with these lumberjacks!"

She circled around him with devious intent
She seems to have hatched a plan
Her bowel movements have stirred within
She eventually pooped on the man

The lumberjack was blinded by poop
He dropped his axe on his feet
He squealed in pain and cried as he fell
Her victory was now complete

As he limped away, blinded and hurt
The bird was pecking his head
"Get off my land and never return"
The bird cried as he fled

Weeks have passed and all was well
The bird had settled in her new tree
For no lumberjack dared to intrude
while the bird flew wild and free

"That's America" Haiku 4 - Week 6 (Theme: Coke)

"That's America" 

Burger and small fries,
Coca-cola super-sized
That's America!