The Dragons egg

Character, Dragons, Poetry

A verse for any Fantasy or Harry potter fan

by Inky

Some workers were digging
up pipes underground,
when a very large coloured egg
in the sand it was found.

Now, the foreman of th’ site
didn’t know what to do,
so he called up some keepers
from th’ local zoo.

The egg.. it was green,
and blue, brown and red,
and was lain in the ground
deep down in a bed.

A bed of red sand,
of twigs and of clays –
it looked as if th’egg
had been there for days.

Said the worker to foreman –
“where’d it come from?” , Said the Foreman – “Dunno!?!”
and just then the egg
it began to glow.

So the keepers arrived,
with their boss from the zoo,
with a team to see if
there was summat they could do.

“it could be a snake” – the zoo boss replied.
Some big builders turned – and ran off to hide!
As builders they gathered to mend their pride,
the keepers could hear a noise from inside…

The head keeper thought –
there was summat amiss,
as the egg it both glowed
and started to hiss.

The little creature inside,
was feeling awfully glum
as all that it wanted was its
Dad and its Mum

“No need for alarm!”, the zoo boss he said
“we need to give th’egg, some sort of bed
nothing to0 great and nothing so grand..”
so the builders brought over some big bags of sand.

So th’egg it was rested
in its warm sandy bed
just as two shadows
loomed overhead.

“Oh Heavens!” cried a builder
“Begorrah! Begad!
I think i’ve just seen
Th’ eggs Mum and Dad!”

Two big scaly dragons, one green and one blue,
over the heads of the people they flew.
The Head Keeper called for everyone’s calm –
he knew that the dragons, didn’t mean any harm.

And little egg it glowed brighter
as little dragon did peck
and Mum and Dad Dragon
landed on the deck

And Mummy Dragon landed,
as Dad flew over sky
as dragons egg it opened
and the contents it said “Hi!”

And Dragons’ smiled kindly
nodding thank you to the team.
They named their little lad “Burnie” –
who was their little red dream

They then made their Zoo friends happy,
as they watched three dragons at night
as Mum and Dad took little Burnie
Off on his first little flight.

And then, politely nodding
they said their thanks and goodbye.
As the dragon’s family headed
to their home up high in the sky!

Early Morning

Home, Life, Poetry, Transport

Salford 23rd August 2018

Squeaky doors

are better clarion calls

than any alarm clock

on the market

 

Slumbered silence

broken by a cistern

attracts you to the noise

of the nearby main road

 

Luna’s departure

allows Ra to announce

“The morning is here!

it’s time to get up”

 

And motorised monsters

or kings of the road

make their way delivering boxes

either side of the tarmac

 

Solitary Swallow

converses with the neighbours

on a nearby roof –

tweets the news – no laptop required

 

The rumble of early morning traffic

cascading through the windows

is followed by the crack of an egg

falling into sizzling bacon fat

 

Kettle whistles through the concrete

up through the bedroom floor

your first cup of the day is ready

milk and two sugars ?

 

 

Eggy Bread

Eating, Food, Growing up, Pleasures, Poetry

Egg

This ain’t no restaurant “French toast”

it’s made over burning logs

in the country air

Foundation for the morning

Set against a glorious sunrise

and cups of camp tea

Thick crusty bread

absorbed in a lake of

golden runniness

Bacon awaits its partner

as it cooks away

in its fat

Poor Man’s omelette ?

after a night on the hills

it’s the food of kings.

Knives and forks ?

or eaten as a sandwich

only quandry – sauce Red or Brown ?

Robin egg blue

Birds, Colours, Growing up, Nature, Poetry

robineggblue_painting

#Coloryourworld #CYW #Robineggblue

Up high in a tree

in a cosy twig nest

four little eggs

sleep where they are best

hidden away from their avian foes

protected from wind, the rain and the snows

mum and dad watching from a branch at height

keeping an eye on the eggs that are bright

Much like their cousins, whose shells are white

they sleep both at day, and mostly at night

till the time comes to spread their wings

and they taste the goodies their mum and dad brings

Yellow

Colours, Cooking, Food, Garden, Nature, Warm

Yellow

A Zesty colour

sign of the start of spring and summer

daffodils and daisies explode with colour

and marigolds make hay in the morning sun

Lemon sponge sits in the oven cooking slowly

for a farmhouse lunch –

Vanilla custard softly turning in a copper pan

as breakfast is served – a soft boiled egg

with toasted soldiers and yellow butter.

The Dragon’s Egg

Animals, Character, Dragons, Fiction, Humour, Poetry

Another tale from the pages of allpoetry.com written by me – Enjoy the read

Some workers were digging
up pipes underground,
when a very large coloured egg
in the sand it was found.

Now, the foreman of th’ site
didn’t know what to do,
so he called up some keepers
from th’ local zoo.

The egg.. it was green,
and blue, brown and red,
and was lain in the ground
deep down in a bed.

A bed of red sand,
of twigs and of clays –
it looked as if th’egg
had been there for days.

Said the worker to foreman –
“where’d it come from?” ,  Said the Foreman – “Dunno!?!”
And just then the egg
it began to glow.

So the keepers arrived,
with their boss from the zoo,
with a team to see if
there was summat they could do.

“it could be a snake” – the zoo boss replied.
Some big builders turned – and ran off to hide!
As builders they gathered to mend their pride,
the keepers could hear a noise from inside…

The head keeper thought –
there was summat amiss,
as the egg it both glowed
and started to hiss.

The little creature inside,
was feeling awfully glum
as all that it wanted was its
Dad and its Mum

“No need for alarm!”, the zoo boss he said
“we need to give th’egg, some sort of bed
nothing to0 great and nothing so grand..”
so the builders brought over some big bags of sand.

So th’egg it was rested
in its warm sandy bed
just as two shadows
loomed overhead.

“Oh Heavens!” cried a builder
“Begorrah! Begad!
I think i’ve just seen
Th’ eggs Mum and Dad!”

Two big scaly dragons, one green and one blue,
over the heads of the people they flew.
The Head Keeper called for everyone’s calm –
he knew that the dragons, didn’t mean any harm.

And little egg it glowed brighter
as little dragon did peck
and Mum and Dad Dragon
landed on th’ deck

And Mummy Dragon landed,
as Dad flew over sky
as dragons egg it opened
and the contents it said “Hi!”

And Dragons’ smiled kindly
nodding thank you to the team.
They named their little lad “Burnie” –
who was their little red dream

They then made their Zoo friends happy,
as they watched three dragons at night
as Mum and Dad took little Burnie
Off on his first little flight.

And then, politely nodding
they said their thanks and goodbye.
As the dragon’s family headed
to their home up high in the sky!

Desertion at Breakfast

Breakfast, Food, Fun, Nursery Rhymes

A relation of Humpty dumpty
Lies soul less on the plate
His remains will soon be headed
Down the bin or nearest grate

His guard detail, was a little poor
Soldiers round him …. three or four
But though in number, they gained a tan
As part of the big egg disposal plan

Encircled round egg, his guards they dropped
As top of egg, his head was chopped
And looking round as eggs end appeared
His guardsmen they all disappeared

And so, with egg all out and in,
His remains were thrown in the nearest bin
And as for those guardsmen all fingers and thumbs
They joined him in the bin as toasted breadcrumbs!