He gathered five stones for the fight of his life
David was a shepherd anointed to be king
young and handsome against Goliath a giant, boastful and loud he spoke with so much venom
in despair everyone ran away all was lost helpless
friends and foe alike took one look at David and laughed
David’s faith no turning back
God’s promise is all that remained, evil was smug
looked bad for him man's armour was wrong
it was like carrying the weight of the world
Death smiles impatiently waiting for anyone someone
to be released from their earthly costume
He ran to do battle to be written for you and me
Goliath wore sword spear and javelin a fearful sight for a fight
along the way David picked up five smooth stones
putting one in his sling always looking to the heavens
meanwhile Goliath swore with contempt
his words drew a painting of sorts
the results of his handiwork on David
With no human armour but belief
without hesitation faith as his weapon
David’s stone left his sling and the Giant was silenced
The enemy was be-headed by a shepherd, faith,
a smooth stone and God's promise.
Frank Black Blacharczyk
1 Samuel 17
They are ants, my husband yelled as he came in to get his shotgun.
They are busy every second, and they are eating everything!
I heard him scream as they took the shotgun away from him.
Not only giant ants but giant roaches, and they were everywhere.
I grabbed my Bible and a Bundt cake and raced out the back door.
They were all in front the last time I looked, coming at us like an army.
There were not any back here, so I jumped in my red Ford F-150
Two were now on the truck. I screamed because they intimidated me.
By the time I reached the highway these giant creeps were in my truck bed.
Laughing and joking, smoking Marlboro’s, eating chocolates from living room.
I was livid; they killed my husband, and now they were eating my chocolates!
One of them was giving me “the eye” too. Not on your life, buster.
When I reached the town limits I realized my mistake.
The town was saturated with them. They were crawling in and out of windows.
Those long ugly legs and those creepy tails. Ugh! This was the Twilight Zone.
“Let’s have that Bundt cake” one of them said from the back. They all laughed.
A fishing boat left the port of Kinsale
The rain was lashing and blowing a gale
Fishing grounds were in sight
Then they had a great fright
Along side swam a giant killer whale.
A fish pong round the boat was so smelly
"Hold your noses "cried out Captain Kelly
Whale then bit off a chunk
Fishing boat and crew sunk
They all ended up in the whales belly.
Written 5th August 2019.
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Giant killer bird in death struggle with freak girl-flower.
Bird combs child’s hair, child smoothes bird feather.
Concrete bird-statue being pushed over by tot-vandal pest.
Awarded last place in Tidy Garden Contest .
Child and her pet swallowed by garden weeds.
Legless girl clutches bird for balance needs.
Leg-eating flowers attack girl, leave bird intact.
Day Of The Triffids, but with droopy daisies in fact.
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interpretations of the montage.
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