30 days in a row random Poem Challenge: Day 4 To Leap or Not to Leap

He stood at the edge of the cliff

Contemplating what to do

Should he jump or turn back

Many before him had made this decision

Some had hesitated

Some and leaped with reckless abandon

He was different

He stood there and thought

Chaos all around him

Screams echoing in his ears

So much anguish

So much pain

He thought about what to do

What did he have to look forward to?

What could his future hold if he turned back?

What could he accomplish?

Then instinct took over

The Lemming jumped

BAC  4/24/14

30 days in a row random Poem Challenge: Day 3 "Cheesy Poofs" --a random title suggested by a relative

After nearly 40 auditions

And not a single role

It was getting bleak

Until he got the call

“Would you consider?”

“Could you see yourself ?”

“It’s a great opporuntity “

“No ....you aren’t playing an Elf”

A large ball he wore around his waist

Orange paint covered his entire face.

A wig he wore upon his head

He was starting to wish he had said no instead

He danced and sang at the local mall

The children laughed

They were having a ball

This wasn’t his plan

It definitely wasn’t  a dream role

To be a large orange dust covered ball

But times are rough

So now he is a member of “The Cheesy Poofs”

4/18/14     BAC 

30 days in a row random Poem Challenge: Day 2 Where all the Socks Go

Have you ever wondered where that matching sock is?

Where could it have gone?

Well it doesn’t have legs with which to walk away.

It should remain where I left it when I come back later that day

But it isn’t there

It is nowhere to be found

Believe me I’ve looked all over the ground

I dispelled one rumor years ago

That under the couch there is a black hole

The other day I figured out the truth

I’m sure you heard of the Fairy that takes your tooth

Well it is sort of like that

But it isn’t a gremlin, an elf or a cat

Surprisingly it is something much larger than that

Sleek and stealthy it moves in the dark

Without any noise, not even a bark

Black as night it sneaks into the room

Scooping up socks just like a vacuum

Quickly it moves around

Its nose to the ground

 Just like a hound

But a hound that size??

Well that is  just insane

No the Sock eating monster

Is actually a Great Dane

BAC 04/15/2014

30 days in a row random Poem Challenge: Day 1.5 The Cardboard Astronaut (Starting again)

The Cardboard Astronaut

He was a cardboard astronaut

Flying two dimensional missions

To save the galaxy

From the dangerous outer spacemen

His mother was starting to worry

He would sit in that cardboard box for hours on end

Just making laser blast sound effects

As the box rocked back and forth

On the floor of his room

Each day he spent more and more time in his cardboard spaceship

They would call to him

“Billy time for dinner”

But he would never come out until his mission was complete

They would knock on the box

But they would be no reply

Then suddenly his mission would be over

He would emerge from the box in his astronaut underwear

He never spoke about what happened in the box

Other than to say “I have to save the planet Mom”

The next morning in the middle of breakfast he stood up

 “I have to go ---they need me now” He said

His mother yelled at him

“Come back to this table right now young man”

He just kept running

His mom followed him down the hallway

She watched as he leapt into the cardboard spaceship

He closed the lid

The realistic sounds of laser fire came from the box

She heard what sounded like an explosion

And then Billy screamed

She pried open the lid and Billy was gone.

BAC 04/15/14

30 days in a row random Poem Challenge: Day 1 UFO Motel

The  UFO Motel: 

They checked into the UFO Motel

A little motel in the middle of nowhere

On a road to nowhere

That wasn’t on the map.

They arrived in the middle of the night

Lost and exhausted

They had seen the flashing neon sign

The sign read:

Vacancy

All kinds welcome

They pulled their numb bodies out of their vehicle

Stumbling up to the clerk’s office.

Swinging the glass door open

They made their way to the counter

Nearly collapsing from the long journey

There was no one behind the counter

So they rang the bell

A beam of white light shot up from the floor

The light dissipated and in front of them stood a man

He was a skinny fellow

With a dingy brown mustache and a unabrow

His teeth were crooked

At least those that remained

“A room please?” they said.

The man behind the counter handed them a key

“Room 13 at the end of the Hall---enjoy your stay”

They shambled down the hall

Dragging their baggage behind them

They reached the door and scanned the key

The door slide up

They stepped inside the room

Throwing their bags on the floor

They unzipped their spacesuits

Laying on the bed

Their green tentacles pulsating

Their 6 eyes blinking closed as they fell asleep.

BAC  04/11/2014