Walking to the seaside one day
Grandpa and Granny met friends on the way
They had quite a fright
Realising something wasn’t right
At a loss to know what to say.
There was an Ugly Shell Show
And the friends had decided to go
They transformed their features
Into hideous creatures
That, Grandpa and Granny didn’t know.
Granny had got such a scare
What had happened to poor Wilbur’s hair?
And Micky’s disguise
With massive bug eyes
And those lips…Wow, what a huge pair!
Even their little Sonny joined in
With the sockets of his eyes coloured in
Jill’s face was so flat
Like she’d been hit by a bat
Now who you YOU think will win?
poem by Judy E. Martin
picture Sandra Dorey
Another fun collaboration this Saturday with Judy. I send her a photo of some shell characters – and I just love what happens next – Judy gives the characters life and let’s me know what on earth they are up to and that in turn sparks another idea in my mind and sends me back to the boxes of shells, pebbles and pieces of coral.
I expect you know by now how much I love to join forces with other creative minds. If any of the characters that appear on our Silly Saturdays spark an idea for a story or a poem, please get in touch. Judy and I are tentatively thinking of putting a little book together and we would both love it if it could be a group effort from our wonderful blogging community. All very much in the early stages and we welcome thoughts and ideas. I’m wondering about an ebook with sales going to charity … but all those details are up for discussion. Here’s a reminder of the characters so far.
I do hope you are having a very Silly Saturday.
We are being battered by yet another storm here – it’s been given the name Brian – I’m not sure I like this naming of storms.
A good excuse, if one were needed, to get on with my crochet, whilst dreaming up another bit of fun to have with the Shelleys and the Stones.
You can’t stop yourself staring at me
Looking as lovely as can be
With a flower in my hair
Castanets in the air
Dancing so passionately
I get so wrapped up in the beat
As I twirl and stamp with my feet
I am elegance and grace
Despite the fast pace
Flamenco makes me complete!
poem by Judy E. Martin
Another fun collaboration for a Silly Saturday.
I’ve always wanted to learn Flamenco, all that stamping! One day!
Thank you so much Eddie, your poem gives the picture life.
Joining in with the Daily Post: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/rhyme/
Family day out
Are they paddling at Scarborough or watching the tennis?
Passe moi l’aspirine”