bilbo baggins bop
middle earth menagerie
ringmaster Galloum prowls his loss
Sharoun's fire eye tracks the prize
Crack of Doom awaits
Categories:
bilbo, adventure, conflict, courage, destiny,
Form: Tanka
The Dodo, it’s curious
Lived down in Mauritius
A bit east of Madagascar,
You can’t get there with your car.
It’s an island, and it’s quite remote
But you wouldn’t need an overcoat
You won’t get there with your time machine
Unless your machine floats.
Right off the Indian continent,
If a Dodo was incontinent
What would he wear not to spill content?
Well, that just Depends…
‘Cuz how would they pull them up,
Or change them when they’re full up?
A question supposable
When they haven’t the opposable.
A question pretty clumsy
And I'm just all thumbsy
And it doesn't matter, 'cuz they're all extinct,
I just know that it stinks.
There’s one thing I’m sure I know
If I had a pet Dodo
I might call him Bilbo
But more likely it would be Frodo
And I’d have me a hobbit hole
For all of those Depends, you know
And that's where all the dirties go,
And I’d call it Bag End.
H/T to Terry Flood’s Do Dodos Do Doo Doos
Categories:
bilbo, nonsense,
Form: Rhyme
I would like to live in a house in the The Shire;
sit upon the stoop, smoke a pipe, blow fancy rings
into the air.
I would like to go adventuring; slay the dragon,
retrieve it's hoard of gold, become a legend.
I would like to live to one hundred and eleven,
celebrate, then disappear.
Inspired by the adventures of Bilbo Baggins the Hobbit in JRR Tolkien's "The Fellowship of the Ring".
Categories:
bilbo, adventure, fantasy, literature, myth,
Form: Free verse
Stages in the “Art of Giving Up”
Suspenders
My ass won’t hold the pants up anymore
Turn Signals
Just leave ‘em on
I forgot where I was headed
Velcro closures
If you know why it’s already too late
Your “mobile” phone
Is no longer that mobile
Its ringtone
Bring on the Clowns
Stairways
Look like an optical illusion
Your birthday
No longer a celebration….
More of a destination
Your ZUMBA class
Sounds like a cricket discussion group
Your feet resemble those of Bilbo Baggins
“FUZZY SOCKS AND CROCS”
6/8/2021
Fuzzy socks and crocs Poetry Contest
Categories:
bilbo, age, fashion, funny,
Form: Free verse
Believe me - I am not the best Jew in the world
I have read AJ Heschel though
Who marched with MLK
Nice to have peace between the black and Jewish communities
One of my first girl friends was an Afro American
She pretty
But we were both only 16
Recently I was "dumped " by a Jewish chick
Well, she is not into poetry too much anyway
I am not Bilbo Baggins
Don't live in a hole in the ground
Perhaps I can find my soul - mate here is the Big Apple!!
Or perhaps not
Keep writing verse all you out there in the darkness!!!
Categories:
bilbo, angst, fantasy, jewish,
Form: Blank verse
With a golden nape, that area on the neck’s rear,
And a silent voice, excluding some chirps and stonks,
Speaking only to young, or between two or some in flight,
The golden eagle exudes those qualities that make humans right.
Flying maybe seventy-seven miles from their nest,
With wings up-turned in a V-shape for dynamics,
Which make a plane with the tail, aerodynamically set,
At a speed of one twenty mph without acoustics.
Open areas of nurturing native vegetation,
Make a home and life for development and tangle,
And mountainous rock regions find them hunting,
Bidding for rock pigeons and raven to mangle.
They devour creatures of the hair family fair and square,
And ground squirrels, grouse and pheasant they tare,
They’re not scared of deer, lamb, pigs or wild boar,
And sheep to them are a massively wide open door.
They have a dark brown body with feathers replaced annually,
Falconry is rife, and they get prestige from indigenous America,
Mentioned in the Torah, and the Old and New Testament fair,
Tolkien used it in an illustration to symbolise Bilbo Baggins air.
Categories:
bilbo, beautiful, beauty, bird, creation,
Form: Rhyme
When my parents
returned from England
They brought me
a leather bound copy of the Hobbit
Now it sits proudly
on my bookshelf
What a fantastic story!
Full of hobbits, dwarves, goblins
wizards, orcs . giant spiders,
elves and Beornings
Imagination is ones'
key to a joyous life
The book has inspired a
multitude of poets, writers,
and yes - dreamers
As for myself I feel it
is an example of wonder
which is something we
are all in need of
in these dark and troubled times
So, friends - re - read the Hobbit
rejoin Bilbo and company
and take joy
from the existence
of Middle Earth
Categories:
bilbo, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Leonard Nimoy (Mr Spock),
His music career quite ad hoc,
Sang of Bilbo in sixty eight,
With his fringe still Vulcan straight.
Categories:
bilbo, music, people, science fiction,
Form: Clerihew
Art thou the wicked deceiver- who cometh dawn or dusk
Dweller in the heavens- who wrought scorn unto thy Creator
Cast aloft- becoming caddish as cag-mag- a drab locked away in Bridewell’s gaole
Grinder seeker- who stood a midst the knowledge tree and offered nary but one
One bite will make thee greater than He- one taste shall wit thy mind
Maker of gray betwixt black and white-a savory eater of men’s souls
Syllan thy lies for the Christ did rise for thou shalt tarry no more
Mote thy forkth tongue- shake-down thee to ever more hell
Henceforth to dwell ever the more ye will- in mere of fiery waters
Waiter of the wittle of Good and Evil- Forsooth! Forsooth! Thy dream
Dost not the coddish fear and tremble while thou holdth Bilbo high
Hearth lay thy saber- blood stained pudhly with the souls of mankind
Monstrous shadowed deceiver- no longer doth the grave highly boast
Beautifully bequeath a love of mankind- a son of David- the Christ did rise
Resist not the righteous-the judge of Adam sits at the Creator’s right side
And thy kingdom shall tarry no more-no more
And Thy kingdom shall tarry no more
Categories:
bilbo, death, devotion, faith, inspirational,
Form: Blank verse
p.d.
Blackness crawls upon the pillow,
sidestep it, dodging like a willow,
play the game of 'me no never mind,'
see it stumbling far behind,
laugh in its face our Bilbo,
like....
"me no never mind"
Don
hold your breath as demons pass,
they can't enter, still as glass,
get a grip upon your soul,
outcast entitys till you're whole,
ah yes, alone at last...
p d's repulsive slumber
Categories:
bilbo, adventure,
Form: Rhyme
Were you offered an adventure
past the gateway to the lake
for a share of golden treasure?
What decision did you make?
Were you captured by some hungry Trolls
while spying all alone?
Did the magic in the sunlight
turn your enemies to stone?
Did you travel on a pony
through the mountains in the spring?
Did you really riddle Gollum?
Did you dare to steal his ring?
Do you know the King of Eagles?
Were you once his honored guest?
Did you travel through the forest
with King Thorin and the rest?
Did you ride the running river
on a barrel made of wood?
Did you really tease a dragon?
Did it do you any good?
Do you live in Hobbit comfort
with the money that you made?
Do you boast of how the Goblins
and the spiders fear your blade?
Will you now forsake adventures?
Have you put away your sting?
Are you still the only burglar
for the Wizard and the King?
Were you truly born the only son
of Belladonna Took?
Or are you simply lost in an
extraordinary book?
Categories:
bilbo, adventure, fantasy, imagination, travel,
Form: I do not know?
Which character
will you be changed into today?
Perhaps Alexander Portnoy
or Bilbo Baggins
You should take note
of the way you read
and not become part
of a story you didn't like
After all - you are
not a fictional character
You are something
real
like the earth, sky
and moon
You exist in real time
Reading is a nice way
to fantasize
Don't get caught between
the pages
You'll find yourself crashing
into the dark waters of unreality
Adrift in a sea of dreams
you'll get lost
and you won't be able
to escape
Do you really think
you can find a way
in and out
of a made up world?
Good luck to you
with that one
Categories:
bilbo, fantasy
Form: I do not know?
Wielding a mighty axe
the leader of
the dwarves
came to a noble end
Yes, he was overcome
at first
by greed and lust
for gold
Yet his heart went out
to the doughty hobbit Bilbo
after the battle of Five Armies ended
He let his rage die
Yes, at first he was overcome
by his desire
for the gem of gems - the Arkenstone
Yet in the end he realized
that real riches
lie in friendship
the joy of time spent
with those we honor and trust
Categories:
bilbo, friendship, imagination, uplifting,
Form: Dramatic Verse