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    The Village People

    Slogging and sloshing through the muddied brush
    I heard the song of a red-tailed thrush
    The suction tugged at my squawking boots
    To the sound of a pair of hawk-owl's hoots

    Lost and separated from the safari guide
    In an uncharted rain-forest where the cuckoos cried
    I came upon a native, his wooden spear aloft
    A nightingale twittered of a love song soft

    The man bid me follow under tree and limb
    Hanging vines like serpents hissing at him
    Soon, we arrived at a village near a stream
    Where the tree-bound monkeys chittered and screamed

    In the center of the village was a big, black pot
    The crickets chirped and the green frogs hopped
    The water in the pot was in a rolling boil
    Chickens ran circles eating last night's spoils

    I knew in my heart, I would be this day's meal
    Shaken by the screech of a brown cockatiel
    To my great surprise, when finally nightfall came
    While the village children sucked on sugar cane

    The chief of the village dressed in feathers and skins
    Mosquito bite bumps on his arms and shins
    Invited me to join their idyllic little clan
    With a gift of peacock feathers in a rainbow fan

    A beautiful little village girl nearly half may age
    Presented me a pheasant and twig of sage
    When two large men appeared and threw us in the stew
    Me, the pheasant, and the rainbow fan, too

    Life is an adventure of which you should partake
    But watch out for the monkeys and beware the snakes
    Avoid exploring rain forests without a trusted guide
    And if you see a boiling pot, you ought not to go inside
    Last edited by MHenry; 04-05-2016, 11:38 PM.

  • #2
    Lol. Beware of boiling pots and snakes for sure. A very nice tale indeed.

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    • #3
      Be careful when you're invited to dinner because you might be the main course.

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      • #4
        This is the kind of thing I write to amuse myself. Thanks for indulging me!

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        • #5
          This was just a lovely read! I'm going to bed now with your poem in my head! I just hope I can relax the smile which it gave me.

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          • #6
            Really enjoyed this... a beautiful journey... so many lines resonated!
            This paints such a picture!! "With a gift of peacock feathers in a rainbow fan"

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            • #7
              Thank you Tanner and Suz-zen, and you, too, Odonko-ba and Alexandra. You are all talented poets, and the fact you read my work is an honor. It's a huge bonus if you get some enjoyment out of it.

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              • #8
                LOL, where did this tale come from? dream or daydreaming? Quite unique.

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                • #9
                  It's that ego-driven drivel I mentioned earlier spilling out of my twisted mind. My hands are just unwitting, yet willing, co-conspirators saying, in unison, "I really, really hope you know what you are doing"!

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                  • #10
                    Excellent visuals and entertaining.

                    "if you see a boiling pot, you ought not to go inside" should become a common aphorism Heh

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                    • #11
                      How true, D.F. Russell. From the mouths of babes...

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                      • #12
                        I enjoyed this whimsical poem! I could just see everything in my mind's eye as your plot unfolded. Gave me a laugh for the day! Thank you!

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