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| Reid |
an original bedtime story for your children read aloud.this is my creation |
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| Reid |
reid aloud through a stuffy nose
Just for Millie and Her Friends, Whimsel Brousel =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Whimsel Brousel—Philosopher— you've likely never heard of him. Relatively figs — to Newton, he was Light and loved Impossible. Late one lack of starry night Whimsel rolled about in one of his fate's shorter sleeps. Whimsel's appetite for light woke up Whimsel gnawing — jawing him to state aloud "I'm famished for a snack of light." So Whimsel Brousel (wrapped in a towsel) shumbled to his humble kitchen where there stood — a cupboard. Is it yet clear his story dates near as old as Mother Hubbard? In the cupboard Brousel bared "Why — not a speck of light's left here." Whereupon our Whimsel Brousel laid his towel in the cupboard and waxed a candle on it there. "I'll restore my stock of light by Natural Regenesis." Hear the children of today shouting warning Beware Whimsel oh oh noooo! We're so sorry... Whimsel Brousel cannot hear. He was deaf you see. Besides this was all so long ago a cuckoo clock could never count nor cuckoo Whimsel ears. Return there now now with our Whimsel — he's glided back to Nodder'Z ezzze. Thank goodness for inventions — his nosealarm has just set off: Ka-choo! Ka-Koff! rewakes our Whimsel whooping whalping "Oh my stars! The house! On fire!" Recall please our Whimsel Brousel lived on loosened light? This was to be and how it was one very well-fed night. Not to worry not a whit — Whimsel Brousel healed just fine and later could be found a'snooze in our stumped Alder's living-time lying on a bed — right here of towels given him by — children — Whimsel is a well-liked man. "Joy! My new cupboard's never bare. All the world is in it here above and near my stars — the days — all lights delight for me that I may live for Ever now to mind the young — as real as Life no-one should be hungered in the Light." =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= 
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| Mister Occlusion |
I'm sending this link to my lady friend.
She can give it the acid test on her kids 
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| MooseMan |
That is CLEVER! I love it! | ||
| toxx |
... friend, you render me speechless. Thanks. 
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| James |
That's really grand Reid! | ||
| Reid |
Thanks. I've been at work on it for some time. I just don't want it to creep-out any kids. The delivery is affected sounding by necessity. For this piece to grip it must employ verbal inflection, weighting words and with pregnant pauses for such a story as Whimsel's. Inflection is generally absent from the American accent. People here tend to speak in flat tones. My American poet peers generally read their works aloud, flat as pancakes. The British mostly yet retain inflective nuance, One of the reasons I like British English. They put English into their English. |
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| Steve_S |
I really enjoyed that! We certainly have a wide range of talents represented on this forum. 
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| MooseMan |
Reid, I read it to Millie this evening.
Millie's 6, and (regardless of a father's rose-tinted glasses) scarily clever.....she also has a real knack for words and language. She's fully bi-lingual in Welsh and English, and can effortlessly recite large chunks of fairly hardcore Welsh poetry. After reading, so was very quiet for a moment or two, and then said: "AGAIN!" |
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| bessytractor |
I detect a A* in English GCSE and A level! |
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| Reid |
You tell her this, that no matter where this poem-story ever goes in the future, tell her that it will be marked for Millie and her friends --- the whole thing is a benediction toward keeping up good cheer. ever/life/light (the capped italic finishing words) |