Boggolo Bree

[MystyrMystyry]

I'll meet you on the other side
Where the sky meets the sea
On the back of a turtle we'll glide
To the islands of Boggolo Bree

Deep in the jungle up in a palm
There's our mansion treehouse
And underneath it our farm
Of geese, gander, and grouse

We'll catch falling coconuts
And bake some cream pies
Hunt for fruit, berries and nuts
And train the wild butterflies

They'll be our pets and dance
As the golden sun goes down
By glowworm light they'll prance
And spin you a silk nightgown

We'll sip on coconut cocktails
And waltz along our beach
Look through our telescope
At stars dancing out of reach

But if for some purpose
We should need to return
We'll hitch on a porpoise
And surf back to the town

Where the city lights glow
In the mists of midnight
Keep to shadows and slow
Walk beneath moonlight

By morning we must back
To our magical Boggolo Bree
To our treehouse up in a palm
The only place for you and me












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[Delta40]

I feel like I'm missing time while reading this but perhaps that is part of the charm of being in Boggolo Bree? With you MM I'm willing to make any amount of exceptions!

[MystyrMystyry]

Thankyou Delta :)

I need to breakfast and sleep the day away. I'll review it later.

[MystyrMystyry]

Updated with a new stanza! :)

[Delta40]

Mmm. Seems a great place to be but I think it needs some coconut shaking rhythm

[MystyrMystyry]

Actually I might just give up on romantic poems forever. Let someone who knows about such stuff do them :)

[Delta40]

Actually I might just give up on romantic poems forever. Let someone who knows about such stuff do them :)

Don't make me falaughful! There is a time and place for everything MM :ladysman:

[aliengirl]

What fun you must have had while writing this one! Let romantics do their stuff but you are a master of your own unique style. I'm always amazed by your ingenuity. A delightful read as always. :)

[osho]

I'll meet you on the other side
Where the sky meets the sea
On the back of a turtle we'll glide
To the islands of Boggolo Bree

Deep in the jungle up in a palm
There's our mansion treehouse
And underneath it our farm
Of geese, gander, and grouse

We'll catch falling coconuts
And bake some cream pies
Hunt for fruit, berries and nuts
And train the wild butterflies

They'll be our pets and dance
As the golden sun goes down
By glowworm light they'll prance
And spin you a silk nightgown

We'll sip on coconut cocktails
And waltz along our beach
Look through our telescope
At stars dancing out of reach

But if for some purpose
We should need to return
We'll hitch on a porpoise
And surf back to our town

Where the city lights glow
In the mists of midnight
Keep to shadows and slow
Walk beneath moonlight

By morning we must back
To our magical Boggolo Bree
To our treehouse up in a palm
The only place for you and me












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I am reliving my days of nursery rhymes, chiming magically and alas a wasteland that hemmed us gobbled up the magical garden where the inconceivable was imaginable. The resonance of all this is fading and dimming

[MystyrMystyry]

Thankyou Alien Girl :)

Actually it was as much fun as it may seem. I was reading an old notebook and there were some ideas for a story I haven't written yet about a sorcerer living on some haunted islands protected by a spell. Anyway I couldn't get to sleep and cobbled the first draft together, thinking that it would tire me out. It became a challenge to try to make it work, and I'm still working on it! ;)

[firefangled]

You should not give up on this at all MM. You have a magnificent imagination for story and you can apply that to rhythm as well with just a little more work.

You're not far from what you were aiming at.

Read this poem: http://www.nonsenselit.org/Lear/ns/pussy.html

Or this one: http://www.jsward.com/shanty/poems/NancyBell.html

These may give you some good examples of rhythm using a similar rhyme scheme.

[MystyrMystyry]

Thanks Firefangled :)

Great examples there, and the link at the bottom of the first shows one in it's mid-stage development. To produce that quality takes a lot of work work work (and time time time), and there needs to be an obsessional mind for seeing it through. I do know the feeling of doing something so well the world gets unanimously behind it - and it's great! I just have too many things going on at the moment :)

[aliengirl]

Thankyou Alien Girl :)

Actually it was as much fun as it may seem. I was reading an old notebook and there were some ideas for a story I haven't written yet about a sorcerer living on some haunted islands protected by a spell. Anyway I couldn't get to sleep and cobbled the first draft together, thinking that it would tire me out. It became a challenge to try to make it work, and I'm still working on it! ;)

Welcome MM :)

Your sorcerer on the enchanted island sounds like Prospero of Shakespeare. You should really write stories for children. I assure you I'll buy them for my kids (and myself). :D

[MystyrMystyry]

Thankyou Alien Girl :)

Prospero? You wouldn't think so if I shared the details, but I'd prefer to write it first.

I have a novel in the works at the moment that's forming slowly (too slowly), but I won't go on about it because it isn't finished yet. Not really for kids, but there's no reason why kids couldn't read it, except that it's pretty long and (rather) strange.