just something fun....
ANDY THE DILLO*
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In Texas town where sun brightly shone,
Andy the dillo lives, all alone.
He dreamt of a pretty gal,
one who lives in his locale.
Together the dusty trails they’d roam
When pillaging one starry night
he met Astrid, "Oh! you're outta sight"
A quizzical nose had she
“You're perfect dillo for me!
Let’s eat worms together, they’re a delight!"
With a twirl and a tap of her toes,
she showed dance moves that she knows.
'round and 'round she did spin,
with giggles and a grin.
Then he noticed her rather large schnoz.
“EEEGADS! Where did you get that nose?
With it, the ground you can bulldoze
You’re a dillo extraordinaire.
I’ll follow you anywhere.
Let’s go get some worms at Joe’s!”
*Note: Poem originally published in Poetry Soup in June 2025 (poetrysoup.com/poem/andy_the_armadillo_1738645)> I then deleted it. This is my original poem.
Categories:
astrid, 12th grade, humorous,
Form: Limerick
From within a cage overflowing with tears
a voice calls.
I look out
my skin glowing in the darkness.
Starlight.
One word, scratched upon a sheet of paper.
Starlight.
I was not trapped in the cage.
It was my soul.
The ‘me’ that was within my mind.
Starlight.
My soul peers out between the iron bars.
It has no gender.
But it has a name.
Starlight.
My soul is featureless.
A vague form
neither male nor female
but something in between.
Starlight.
My true name echoes in my head.
Starlight.
Starlight!
I scream it into the void
and the iron bars shatter
leaving nothing but dust upon the floor
and my soul, finally free
with a name that feels right.
Astrid never fitted me anyway.
My name is Starlight.
And I am free.
Categories:
astrid, beauty, emotions, stars,
Form: Free verse
Six relatives
shell upon shell of relationships
Each layer has its function
Even hens keeps the family in order
My sister Lina and I
are completely different
only a leaf thin wall
separates the laughter from the tears
She is hypersensitive
but incredibly friendly and caring
Frank my brother is my best friend,
he's dear to talk to
We likes to spend
many hours together every day
A special friendship that lasts a lifetime
Aunt Astrid and Uncle Sigmund
is always to be trusted in thick and thin
although I have barely seen them in five years
Sofie and Silje are twins
and my cousins
Have you ever met
someone who never stops talking
They talk all times,
whether they gets an answer or not
Humorous remarks, they are incredible
Gives everything of itself, own experiences,
personal anecdotes, memories and observations
Lots of bubbles and laughter
Some times I wonder on the coincidences in life
We depend on each other, and we need each other
Although we are completely different
20.11.2020
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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(fictional poem)
Categories:
astrid, family, fantasy, friendship,
Form: Free verse
"50 Words for Poe: Circadian"
He pushed the envelope under her door
when she opened it, in her Ghost hands,
it read,
“Circadian nymph,
put on your dance shoes,
collect you at 3.33am.
Downtown Trotters Ghost Ball.
No pesky green Fairies riding Unicorns.
Affectionately yours,
Your Doctor -
Lucifer”
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
https://youtu.be/iyRbigv8iho
“I have a flamethrower. (Zarek)
You have a what? (Astrid)
It pays to be prepared. (Zarek)"
Dance with the Devil
Categories:
astrid, dance, dark, imagery, magic,
Form: Free verse
Where sorrow and silence reigns
When all words are used up
The bottomless grief
Loss gives the feeling of hopelessness
You fell asleep so quiet when the journey was over
Goodbye to nature and animals you were so fond of
We feel a emptiness, yet you are close
You were for us all so dearly loved
* In memory of a friend who died today
Astrid, died too young
16.07.2017
(unrhymed couplets)
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Categories:
astrid, death of a friend,
Form: Couplet
Many many years ago
When I was very small
We attended a wedding in Amsterdam
This memory I recall
Jan and Astrid had got married
Balloons decorated the wedding hall
Wedding favours were scattered on the table …
Sugared almonds, I could have eaten them all!
The wedding breakfast was served
We had all enjoyed a tasty meal
Soon it was time to cut the cake
Something sweet would be ideal
The wedding cake was ‘wheeled’ in
I couldn’t believe my eyes
Tier upon tier of ice cream cake
My mouth dropped open in surprise
To this very day I have never seen
A wedding cake made of ice cream!
This is a true story
FYI ‘Jan’ is a male name meaning John and is pronounced Yann or Yaan in Dutch
12~18~15
Contest combination of three words
List 2 chosen – dessert, a memory you have, balloons
Sponsored by Laura Loo
Categories:
astrid, food, memory, wedding,
Form: Rhyme
A woman in a fairy world, made from human dreams
Goddess fair, conceived and born in the time of love
Bound to a place of whispering breeze and moonbeams
Voice as soft and gentle and the coo of the gray dove...
Came the time of summer frolic and gay delight
And in her gleeful wandering she paused to see
Her filmy beauty reflected in a woodland pool
Surrounded by the purple rose and cinnamon tree...
Amazed to see within the pool her quiet twin
Her every motion a study of pure synchronicity
Their fingers touched on one drop of water blue
Ivory wings folded in a moment for pure serenity...
Lovely Astrid tarried there until shadows crept
Entranced by the fluid smile on that shadow face
Finally bound by the magic of that glassy world
She slept, one hand dipped in that watery place....
For Constance's Reflection contest
Barbara Gorelick
Categories:
astrid, imagination, peopletime,
Form: Quatrain
Once upon a Pike’s Peak dreary,
This witch said her name was Carrie,
Fog so thick couldn’t see nary,
Though her screech was a bit scary!
Suddenly the thick fog lifted,
What I saw was nary gifted,
She stared as on broom she shifted,
Astrid the broom her dress drifted.
I saw her multi colored socks,
Her face was marked with multi pocks,
Ugly wench, as small pile of rocks,
She said, “Aren’t I a beauty’s fox?”
I said, “You are beauty’s least!
On your face, maggots have feasts!
You resemble something deceased!
Beauty’s returned as the beast.”
“Your beauty has been impeached,
Your ugly face has been leeched,
Dried up prune not lovely peach,
Leave me now of thee I beseech.”
Now visit to Pike’s Peak is bleary,
Because of Carrie I’m leery,
Resemblance to exes is eerie,
Place doesn’t fit my game theory!
Categories:
astrid, funny
Form: Rhyme
for astrid or helmsley, susanna or holden
virgin to the pain
skin not stained by blood that marches like ants
across
down.
closed pink folds
or
an unpolished tip
no tears of acid rain.
we havent heard your heart beat
undeveloped
not dead or alive
swimming through my mind
breaking circuits, cracking hearts
digging into the flesh, bleeding pink and frothy
smells like sadness.
lets see how you bleed.
not yet.
summer sun is fading.
soon it will be baking again
september.
9 months.
unborn.
Categories:
astrid, angst, family, people, sad,
Form: Free verse