Archive for March, 2011

Bad Memories

NB: ūüė¶ I am hiding this post from main page, but still posting. ūüė¶ hope it makes no one sad.

Bad memories

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The Rainy Sunday

NB: THIS IS REALLY LONG! REALLYYYyyy long! It very late when I finish poem story so if anyone see any mistakes please tell me ok.

The Rainy Sunday

In the Kingdom of Bedroom
Sometime around lunch,
It was a dark and cloudy Sunday,
As Sundays sometimes are…
And a little bear named Paw Print
Watched out the window far,
And as he watched he heard a sound
A sound that was beginning to get loud

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Truly Blessed

NB: To those who don’t know me so well, I use to be very sad (As seen in earlier poems). I use to wonder if dying was the best option for me… Especially after Madison died. At times I would try to carry that out, and a few times I came close. One of my worst fears is dying and having no one care or notice for a long time. This fear haunts me in my dreams a lot still. Though these last days, mostly this year… I am for the first time happy to be alive. I am not so alone, not afraid, not cold or hungry. I won’t say I feel safe as I am not sure I will ever feel safe… but I can say that I do feel truly blessed.

Truly Blessed

In the darkness of the night
I sit awake by the light
I dwell upon thoughts so deep,
About how my life changed in a blink…

In years past I lived afraid
I dreamed about my dying days
Afraid that if I were to pass…
I would go unnoticed for days and weeks.

And here I am just a few years on,
Happy to be alive and more…
With friends around me who are there for support
And who accept me without second thought…

I suppose I could ponder this for years…
How I got so lucky and blessed…
But something inside me tells me to stop,
And not to question this gift
I love so much.

The Trial of Sinister Quacky Eyes

NB: THIS IS LONG, SO BE WARNED!!!!!!!
This is the second and final part of the Sinister Quacky Eyes story. You can read the first part, The Missing TV Controller on this blog also!

Part 2

The Trial of Sinister Quacky Eyes,

It was around noon
When the train arrived
The Kingdom of Bedroom
Was a sunny delight
Her Royal Highness
Princess Nom Nom Booksitting Bagsleeping Fattycat Swishy Tail the First
Sat in the sun
On her throne bed of course.

She looked down,
As wooden train arrived,
At first she happy
Excited perhaps…
But she made a face,
As she saw Sinister Quacky Eyes…
“Another bird”
she muttered,
Quietly under her breath
She sighed as it stopped
At chest of draws station.

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The Daily Life of Dr Captain Lucia!

(Image heavy, so please click read more to see all the pictures, if you are reading this on my main page)

NB: My friend Lucia and I wrote this together! I had to stay with Lucia after the Christchurch Earthquake made me homeless for a while, My friend Lucia HATES cheese, which I always think is funny, Lucia and I took turns drawing the pictures, Lucias are the cool looking neat ones! I hope you all enjoy it!

Please feel free to leave comments! and enjoy my first ever illustrated story!

The Daily Life of Dr. Captain Lucia!

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The Missing TV Controller.

NB: The first part of the Sinister Quacky Eyes story titled The missing TV Controller, Part 2 The Trial of Sinister Quacky Eyes can also be read on this blog

Part 1:

The Missing TV Controller

It was a typical night in MattyLand
As everyone slept sound
That is almost everyone
Not Zorrobear of course…
As it was his job, his mission
To protect all citizens from danger
While accompanied by growler the dragon,
He was as wide awake as ever.

He was on a case,
One he had been following for days.
For there was a super villian in town,
Or so the rumor  says.
A very sinister type
One with quacky eyes
A duck who carried a bag
A bright yellow one of course.
A duck…
Who just happened to be named
Sinister Quacky Eyes
Who would have thought? aye?

What this duck had actually done
No one really knows…
Some say he stole SantaPuppys blocks
Right from his magical truck…
Others say he said mean things
But it was one that made Zorrobear twitch
A certain rumor from a snoring sheep
That Sinister Quacky Eyes…
Had control of the TV.

Now for those that don’t really understand,
In MattyLand the TV is a sacred thing
And its controlled by a black controller with buttons
And all the citizens watch it quite often
But it had been 2 days since it was last on,
Which gave credibility to the rumor
That the snoring sheep had snored…

So Zorrobear, with his mighty black hat,
His wonderful cape, the inside red
With his leather booties
His leather paw gloves
Flew with growler
To end this mission once and for all.
And it was in New Bookshelf,
A rather barren place
That Sinister Quacky Eyes,
Was discovered and trapped.

Zorrobear confronted,
The Sinister Duck
Who did indeed have quacky Eyes
Which was quite expected of a duck.
He spoke one word at a time,
Well sometimes he spoke to…
For afterall…
Thats what a Zorrobear has to do.

“I…
ZorroBear…
Am here….
To arrest,
YOU
Sinister Quacky Eyes
For Many
Many Crimes,
For being…
Sinister
Having,
Quacky Eyes
For  controlling
The TV
For being..
A DUCK!”

Sinister Quacky Eyes,
Just looked back
Its not my fault,
See this tag?!
Its how I was Made,
I wasn’t born this way….
Please, let me be…
AND ALSO QUACK.

But Zorrobear would have none,
He was determined to do good,
And the duck was quickly caught
Tied up with the lace of a shoe.
He and growler,
Carried him back,
And to wooden block train station…
He was taken rather quick.

When he was there,
And Wooden Block Station,
A part of the train was immediately prepared,
He was placed upon letters,
L, M, N, O, P, Q and of course as you may expect
The letter S was there to.

He was fully visible
A real live villain to see
So many had come,
Amazed as can be.
They whispered to each other
That he was rather Sinister,
That he had Quacky Eyes
And he was guilty as ever.

So that is the story,
Of Zorrobear and growler
A missing TV controller,
A snoring sheep or other…
But it is not end,
Oh no, not at all,
So please stay tuned
For theres trial to be held.

AND ALSO QUACK

The Tail

I see it just a little
From the corner of my eye
I know that its following me
I feel it swishing from behind
But every time I turn around!
Theres nothing there behind me!
Only what is normally there!
The typical air, and ground.
But I know its there
I just know its true
And one day…
One day I will catch you!

Mac Doug and Keri-Anne, The Blocked Road,

NB: For Garry225, and Mac :)!

It started to rain on Sunday morning,
At that time it was just a little
But by Sunday night it hadn’t stopped.
Then By Monday it was raining harder
By tuesday there was thunder to..
And the air had a nasty chill.
Then by Wednesday everything was slippery
And the dirt was all mushy to…

But all of that,
Was not as bad
For when Thursday came,
People got mad~
For the rocks on the hill,
That were usually quiet
Had slipped down in the mud
And made everyone grumpy.

They were now on the road,
And the cars couldn’t pass,
There was lots of beeping horns,
and they trailed back for miles!

Lots of people gathered,
All around in wonder
Thinking how to fix
This terrible disaster.

But it was a small boy
Who had the idea!
As he shouted up to all the grownups
There was silence in the air
“Why don’t we get a digger!”
He said, with a smile,
“Dougs a great Digger, and Mr Mac could help us!

Doug was a digger, that Mr Mac had
And the boy knew of doug
When he had come to his school.

The grownups all nodded,
It was really a great idea!
A digger could pick up the rocks
And they could move them far away.

So they called Mac,
And soon he had come,
He was with Keri-Anne,
His really big truck
He wore a hard hat
Cause thats what you do
When around machines
Bigger than you!

The people were so happy
To see them show up
And Mac, Keri-Anne
Soon let Doug out

He was not very big,
But he was very strong
And it didn’t take long!
Till all the rocks were gone,
All those in there cars
Had come out to watch,
As Doug with a smile
Moved them all the rocks aside.

And as he did,
There was a cheer so loud!
As Doug finished up
The rain stopped as well.
It really was a happy end
To what was a miserable day,

Then slowly as the people,
Returned to their cars
Passing by they said thanks
To Mac, Keri-Anne and Doug.

But also of course,
They didn’t forget
The smart little boy
Whos idea it had been.

And that is how
The road got cleared
And why Mac goes to schools
To teach them about his machines.
so that when another road
Ever gets blocked
They know who to call
So it can be fixed right up!

Together

We of Christchurch
Worn and tired
Soldiers by natures hand
Have endured heartache
Sorrow, tragedy
Have endured more than most can bare.

There is more than just a journey before us
But a fight that will take years to end
A fight to rebuild a better city
To build better friendships, community.

A fight to rebuild in a way of memory
So that the past is not forgotten.
We as a people must learn from our mistakes
So that history will never be repeated

We must endure this battle before us
So that we can build a new city together
One built without regret and in unity
A city that our future can smile upon.

By Matty @ https://poemsoflove.wordpress.com

The invasion of the Clucks…

NB: The chickens next door marched the fence, my kitty Princess Nom Nom Booksitting Bagsleeping Fattycat SwishyTail the First was worrying. But she knows good friends in MattyLand to help her through the worry.

The Invasion of the Clucks

It was a calm Thursday
As Thursdays often are
And Princess Nom Nom Booksitting Bagsleeping Fattycat SwishyTail the First
Sat upon her throne
By a window in the sun…
In the Kingdom of Bedroom
her wonderful home,
And it was such a wonderful place
Especially when it was calm,
And sun beats down..

At least… it was calm…
Until a sound could be heard
It was ever so quiet…
But loud enough… to make ears perk.
Cluck…
It was only once,
But once was enough…
For her Royal Highness,
Was alert to the sound…
Her head went left
Then quickly to the right
She looked around, and around…
Trying to figure it out…
Then it happened again,
That sound…
Only this time in was three times as loud!!!
Cluck!, Cluck!, Cluck!!!
And then she saw it…
Something beyond her dreams
An assortment of birds
Bigger than she would ever be!!
They were all golden brown,
And looked fierce and strong
Some wore red head pieces
And others marched back and forth…
Exactly… like soldiers would.

There was only one explanation
At least to her mind,
There was going to be an invasion.
Her heart began to pound.

What was she to do,
A lone princess in her kingdom,
She had to seek aid…
From Mattyland this instant.
She ran to Mayor Big Ted
She made her plea

“Please giant bear
Please save me!”

He listened, quietly
He nodded his head.
This did indeed sound bad
Soldiers at the fence.

“Do not worry,”

He said rather calm

“I have a plan!
And I won’t let you down!
We will raise an army,
We will load up with bread crumbs!
We will march to the fence
We will drive them back!”

“Thank you!”
Said the Princess Cat!
With a grin on her face
As she heard the plan

“We shall take out those marchers
Before they  invade!
We will drive them back!
We will¬†definitely¬†win!”

She returned to her Kingdom
To her wonderful throne
She sat on watch
As they marched the wall.
“Cluck, Cluck”
They often went,
As the marched moving their heads.

Then finally,
As the afternoon turned to night
Mayor Big Ted, had at last arrived

With him he had an army of critters,
Some big and some small
Elephants, Giraffes, even a Kiwi had shown
And then behind them, MattyLands Monarch appeared
Hugsie the Snuggle bunny showed.
The three foot tall queen!

“Do not worry,
Our Princess Friend,
We shall march to the wall,
We shall drive them back!”

It had begun
As they headed to the fence
Princess Nom Nom followed last
Alert but in fear
As they reached the fence.
The threat was made clear
For the fence rattled!!
To the noise that was there
“CLUCK CLUCK CLUCK CLUCK”!
Came from the other side
But Mayor Big Ted would not back down in fear!

“FIRE”!

He shouted
Ever so loud.
The bread crumbs went over,
Far over the fence
The sound of panic followed
As the Clucking disappeared
Then the scratching sound,
As the ground began to shake

“They are running!”

Said the Princess,

As Mayor Big Ted and friends cheered!
It was safe to say
That the Kingdom had been saved
There would be no invasion
From cluck’s this day.

We don’t know how long…
It will be till they return
But rest assured when they do
Certain ears will perk.

And that is the story
Of how Princess Nom Nom came close
To having the Kingdom of Bedroom
Invaded by the clucks.

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