Y is for…

You, your interest, your support and your opinion.

Ok! So I’m cheating a little bit! This one isn’t a poem. I admit I’ve ran out of steam. Nearing the end and have 1 more letter and 1 more poem to write.

Its been a toughy! But I’m getting there and pleased to say, with the help of the challenge I now have had over 2000 views and almost 70 followers! So I thank you all right from the little bug that lives in my heart!

It doesn’t End here! The Alphabet challenge has opened my mind up into topics I previously wouldn’t venture. I have a few notes wrote down and would appreciate if you visit again and check out my work in the future!

My favourite part of the challenge was discovering new blogs. I’ve read some very interesting things this month. Now I’m wondering if you are a fellow challenger what was your favorite part or letter you have posted? If you are not, I’d love your opinion on the post I have done that you liked the best and why? This improves how I write and I take opinions as constructive criticism so don’t be shy! Share your thoughts!

Thanks again!
Amydot

X Marks the Spot

A pirate of the pacific,
Was given a map and told,
By lady of the luck lagoon,
He’d find his treasured gold.

He sailed the Jolly Roger,
With his compass and his crew,
And set his destination,
Where the X was drew.

They made their port in secret,
On an island desert and small,
And dug real deep through sand,
But there was nothing there at all.

‘That lying lady luck’ he said,
And her name he cursed,
‘I can not find this treasure
There’s nothing here but dirt!’

So when told of buried fortunes,
Where X it marks the spot,
It could be some mistake,
It marks where it is not.

For X of the A to Z challenge. Turns out, x is a very difficult topic!

When I Grow Old

When I grow old I want to be,
A pirate of the seven seas,
I’d steal your treasure and I would flee,
When a pirate is what is me.

When I grow old I’d like to race,
To the moon, and another place,
To be an astronaut up in space,
I really can not wait.

When I grow old, I will explain,
I’d like to pilot my own plane,
Fly somewhere new ne-ver the same,
And have a ‘Captain’ in my name.

When I grow older than I am,
I’d drive around in a white van,
Doing any work I can,
Cos I will be a man!

Now I am old, I’d like to be,
With no worries, and totally free,
Racing bikes and climbing trees,
I miss the younger me.

This one is a bit pants, I’m kinda distracted today! But I needed something for W of the a to z challenge. I thought I’d try a different style of rhyming but regret not being able to put the time and effort into it. X Y and Z to come! Oh dear this will be interesting.

Giving Voice!

When words are stuck in limbo,
And my voice becomes all shy,
I reach and speak in silence,
I work, I push I try.

My song, a shushed whisper,
My hum a muted tune,
My poem a written note on page,
No way to express to you.

V is for Voice! This poem was inspired by Giving Voice. A campaign aimed to highlight the importance of speech and language therapy and how it can make a difference.

If you have a spare moment please take a look at my friend’s blog: Julie Giving Voice. Check out her poem ‘How Would You feel’ and the cheeky mention on me!!

When Under the Weather

When under the weather,
Take out your umbrella,
And point in the direction of wind.
Then simply adjust,
To be lifted by gusts,
Till you’re leaving the ground in a Spin.

A cheeky little poem for U of the A to Z Challenge.

In other news! My Shel Silverstein Book, Where the Sidewalk ends, has arrived! Wooop! Expect me to share a few of his poems in the coming weeks! 

The Toothfairy Truth!

Have you ever wondered,
Why a fairy would want some teeth?
To sneak under your pillow?
And swap for 50p?

Read the true events of the tooth people! Why they want YOUR teeth! The truth behind why they live on the moon! And proof that fairies DO exist! Read it here! All in this edition of Amydot’s Imagination! 

The Fairytale of the Tooth People

For T of the a to z challenge! 

The Stories of Scotland

S is for… Stories of Scotland.

Most people are unaware of the dangers that lurk in the depth of Scotland. In 122 AD The Romans crossed the borders into Scotland and were attacked by three legged haggis. Those who survived later met their doom when they came across kelpies, loch Ness and worst of all… The Grock. The Roman Emperor Hadrian built his 80mile wall to protect people from what lurked in the lochs and hid in the highlands. But now, the wall has crumbled and the stories have become nothing but myths… Read my poem to find out the Truth!

The Untold Stories of Scotland

Little Red Riding Hood And The Wolf – Roald Dahl

As soon as Wolf began to feel
That he would like a decent meal,
He went and knocked on Grandma’s door.
When Grandma opened it, she saw
The sharp white teeth, the horrid grin,
And Wolfie said, “May I come in?” Poor Grandmamma was terrified,
“He’s going to eat me up!” she cried.
And she was absolutely right.
He ate her up in one big bite.
But Grandmamma was small and tough,
And Wolfie wailed, “That’s not enough! I haven’t yet begun to feel
That I have had a decent meal!”
He ran around the kitchen yelping,
“I’ve got to have a second helping!”
Then added with a frightful leer,
“I’m therefore going to wait right here
Till Little Miss Red Riding Hood
Comes home from walking in the wood.”
He quickly put on Grandma’s clothes,
(Of course he hadn’t eaten those).
He dressed himself in coat and hat.
He put on shoes, and after that,
He even brushed and curled his hair,
Then sat himself in Grandma’s chair.
In came the little girl in red.
She stopped. She stared. And then she said,
“What great big ears you have, Grandma.”
“All the better to hear you with,”
the Wolf replied.
“What great big eyes you have, Grandma.” said Little Red Riding Hood.
“All the better to see you with,”
the Wolf replied.
He sat there watching her and smiled.
He thought, I’m going to eat this child.
Compared with her old Grandmamma,
She’s going to taste like caviar. Then Little Red Riding Hood said, “But Grandma, what a lovely great big furry coat you have on.”
“That’s wrong!” cried Wolf.
“Have you forgot
To tell me what BIG TEETH I’ve got?
Ah well, no matter what you say,
I’m going to eat you anyway.” The small girl smiles. One eyelid flickers.
She whips a pistol from her knickers.
She aims it at the creature’s head,
And bang bang bang, she shoots him dead. A few weeks later, in the wood,
I came across Miss Riding Hood.
But what a change! No cloak of red,
No silly hood upon her head.
She said, “Hello, and do please note
My lovely furry wolfskin coat.”

R is for Red Riding Hood, by Roald Dahl. This is my first poem by another Author in the a to z Challenge but I have just been watching the ‘Genius of Dahl’ with David Walliams. It was a great documentery and gave a fantastic insight in to Dahl’s inspirations. A little disappointed his poetry was not mentioned so I could not think of anything better to complete R of my challenge. 🙂

The Queen of Hearts

The Queen of Hearts,
A floozy tart,
Was fond of a charming prince.
But this famous royal,
Was far from loyal,
With a love life to make you wince! 

Always hot topic,
And mentioned in gossip,
She dated Sirs and knights.
But no one would trust,
To love or to lust,
Cos she couldn’t find her Mr Right.

They thought it was scary,
When they heard of King Henry,
Who cut off the heads of his wives,
So no one would dare,
Cross this young mare,
As she’d cut out your heart with a knife.

The sad part of the tale,
Of the Queen and her males,
Was she never became somebodys wife,
She died all alone,
By herself on the throne,
And had a sad and a lonely life.

Unfortunately I have had log in problems with my blog, and this has but me a little behind on the a to z challenge. I am working on catching up today and hope to be back to normal tomorrow.

Pandora’s Box

A myth that stems from ancient Greece,
A legend of a missing piece,
A gift given from the hand of Zeus,
To her, for Pandora’s use.
This pithos or ceramic jar,
Was hers to watch, to guard.
But pandora she could not control,
Her curiosity of what the jar beholds.
She opened and lifted up the lid,
To see what treasures that it hid.
But to Pandora’s great surprise,
She found that nothing lay inside.
And unbeknown to she,
The evils that she set free.
Of what she set upon the earth,
Was a fleet of sin and curse.
Swept with guilt she shut the jar,
And threw it hard and far.
But in the pot one thing remained,
An item often sought and feigned,
For hope it dwelled inside the box,
And was needed on the earth a lot.
Legend says the box it broke,
And after evil followed hope.
So when the earth was grim and dark,
Hope was there to leave it’s Mark.

For p of the a to z challenge. I am aware I’m a little behind, p and q are proving to be quite a challenge.