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God told old Noah to build an ark,
To make it out of gopher bark.
Noah did as he was asked,
And worked until he completed the task.
Then God told Noah to gather the beasts,
Two of every kind, the hes and the shes,
So that when the earth is dry again,
They can procreate, new life begin.
All the animals were good, except for the rabbits.
Though small and cute, they had some bad habits.
Quiet and stealthy, they would roam around,
Hiding in dark corners where they weren't easily found.
You might be wondering how bunnies could be bad,
But you need to remember the reputation they have.
Hiding in the shadows, what do you think they're doing?
They're not playing hop scotch - they're cuddling and wooing.
Now cuddling and wooing isn't such a bad thing,
But rabbits are known for quickly multiplying.
Though Noah tried to keep the bunnies apart,
He was no match for their affairs of the heart.
So when it came time, the ark to depart,
The animals came out two by two like the start.
Two by two they strolled off the ark,
After being cooped up, getting out was a lark.
But then came the rabbits and to Noah's dismay,
Not two but hundreds were coming his way.
Then the Lord told them all to be fruitful and multiply.
Noah looked at the rabbits and let out a sigh.
6/11/13
Entered in PD's 101 in a row contest #5
Why did Noah take nits?
Let's pull this Ark to bits,
God let Noah take two nits,
Plus two mosquitoes, each proboscis,
Gave humans encephalitis,
What is worse than this?
Why they bring malaria, blip!
What is worse than this?
As well as Noah's two nits,
God let Noah take two rats,
With two fleas on board, that's that,
So Noah brought bubonic plague,
While lovely unicorns floated away,
Then on all those wooden decks,
Noah took two woodpeckers, by heck,
So that was the end of Noah's Ark,
Lucky he wasn't eaten by sharks,
So, why God, did you plan all this, mate?
I know Noah was human to make mistakes,
Taking rats, fleas, mossies, and nits, great!
Was taking two nits more than fate?
Oh most noblest of all our four legged friends
so fierce, wild and free come aboard, and be welcome
There's a place up in the bows where she their cubs attends
when the pair spot the hens the Arc turns into bedlam
Feathers flying everywhere as they scatter squawking
then Noah speaks. All are safe on my Ark live in peace
Then they all got chatting, soon put things right chuckling
think of it, the various minds, all full of caprice
Each with their own thoughts of how things should be done
The Ark, no wonder it ran aground, who's to blame?
The Hens, the hyenas? it sure was not the engine
blame it on the monkeys with their games they had no shame
for Noah's Ark contest
Use your imagination a little
you are there in the ark
Noah's captain of the ship
sailing around this giant water park
You're having a walk on top deck
there your eyes see two
two of every creature imaginable
but where are the crew?
When asking Noah how many?
he said the full lot was eight
now this liquid stuff came down
it just keeps on not stopping to wait
Then one day for the first time
you see ahead tops of a mountain
this rain as it's called
has stopped so says my brain
Safety at last has arrived
now this is salvation's picture
of God's giant rescue plan
be saved you must be in for sure
Thing's and the time's are a changing
and moving at such a tumultuous
and fluid rate
The blinking rapid eye movement
can barely keep up pace with it
at all
Unfortunately like everything in life
sometimes progress also has a dark
downside to it as well
We only later find out to our detriment
and cost when we eventually catch up
And then we have to begin and find
ourselves picking the bones out of it
and the long and hard process
Of righting our many wrongs which
when once done and set in stone
Take far more time to fix than they
did to create
For every cause also has and comes
dually precipitated by its counter butterfly
effect
And that in part will not so much as be
a simple ripple or a tremor
But be much more like akin to a tsunami
tidal wave of biblical proportions
The likes of which will make the age
old tale we we're taught in school
about
Noah and his Ark seem like mere
child's play just a man in a boat
caught out cold in a precipitous
rain storm
What is far more relevant truth be
told to me is he like us was given fair
warning but listened and heeded to
the advice given
Whereas what we tend to do is rather
just tut and mutter under our breath
Would have could have should have
what if only and but , but , but
I was a fish I would now be happily riding
and surfing the crest of this wave
Until this here wave eventually begins
to ebb and tapers out and huts the
shore and someone shouts dry land ahoy
Then I wish to be a fish no longer and
be returned to my once former self
So I can walk once again upon dry land
As if nothing has changed at all straight
right back to my old life of catching butterflies
just for fun and my own entertainment
Back to feigning progress isn't anything
but regressions well disguised in
actuality that is enabling us to do less
and less each passing day
Because we are so busy we barely have
a single second left to save a second more
Doing barely what exactly less than nothing
at all apart from spending more quality
time tapping touchscreen keys
On our new best friend what used to
be nothing more than just a phone
That we now can't seem to leave alone
for or constantly check for longer than
a matter of second's not minutes
As it was in the days of Noah, so it will be at the coming of the Son of Man. For in the days before the flood, people were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, up to the day Noah entered the ark; and they knew nothing about what would happen until the flood came and took them all away. That is how it will be at the coming of the Son of Man.
Matthew 24:37-39 Bible NIV
NOAH’S ARK
In days gone by it was beyond our imagination to see someone beat with a Barnabus cane. We could accept the fangs coming treacherously close, ready to sink into white milk-skin, but would have had a heart attack to observe the actual piercing, the blood descending, hell ascending to assail our eyes. Today people don’t even close their eyes nor shield their progeny’s lids.
dark shadows descend
Collinwood was a riddle
all sorts of curses
vampires, werewolves, and witches
i shut my opera eyes
I felt innocence drain as I played a Disney movie. When seen through a child’s first memory, it is devastating. The first time they see a cartoon die, get flattened by a truck, get steamrolled on the railroad, step off a cliff. Shall I go on. Oh yes...when they see Simba’s father die, Bambi’s mother die or an Alaskan husky snatch a bunny.
“Grandma, is he dead?”
do i have the heart to say
I must tell the truth
“nature can be awful boy
when you’re all alone in it”
We cannot shield the child forever, neither do we need to trash their innocence.
Today is the killing fields for all sorts of sordid imaginations. First came the drip drip of water torture, then the dam burst.
Noah’s ark is sailing through.
7/16/2020
Build an ark out of gopher wood that’s what I want from you.
Noah said he would to God and he and his sons set out to do.
Take two of all the animals of the unclean variety
But seven of the clean kind, are you listening Noah to me?
Yes lord I hear you, and I will do your Will.
Can you tell me how long before, the water the earth will fill?
Build the ark now Noah, and do not question me
You have a huge task ahead, and I will save your family.
The ark now built, the pitch spread, the unclean animals passed two by two
The pigs the camels and unclean ones, for food I do not give to you.
As for the clean ones, take seven of each I say
And then there will be food for you, when you leave the ark one day.
But what about the unicorn God, they are so hard to find?
I am afraid then Noah, said God, that he must be left behind.
If we find another though, is it a beast unclean or clean
Would we need seven or two, I am not sure what you mean?
If you find another one Noah, the rains I will keep away
Because I am now telling you. the last one has flown today
Oh my Lord why is that, the unicorn is so fine
Yes, said God to Noah, and that’s why he is mine.
© ~GG~21/05/2013
Seeing the darkened clouds
accumilate
I spy through my mind's
eye
And feel the stormy winds
acidic rain sting all about
my naked face
And hasten hastenly to build
myself an ark / raft fit purpose
bespoke for wrecking
Using any material disposable
close to hand i can possibly find
So none the less i can sail
away above the crashing
tidal wave of black foam
pushing back
And stand aboard the deck i
cobbled out of adams brittle
fractured missing
rib bone
Scouting the horizon for the
1st sign
Of a glacier or dry land
in order to beech dock
this vessel and step my
feet ashore
And so anoint myself
King for the day and evermore
Purveyor of everything i see
before me 1 sole property
proprietor
In order to start and begin
the long hard process
and rebuilding again
Armed only with what the
storm has left behind in
it's wake
SPOT’S ARK -NURSERY RHYME
A playful young puppy called Spot
Sailed away one day on a yacht
With two of his brothers
And quite a few others
They set off at eight on the dot.
The wind blew them over the sea
Till they came to the Isle of Capri
Where they welcomed on board
A regular hoard
Of cats and a mouse and a bee
The next day they set off again
To their next destination, Spain
A few bulls joined the crew
And some rabbits came too
Plus an owl with a very wise brain
The sailed for a year and a day
Picking animals up all the way
Long-legged giraffes
Some hyenas for laughs
And the whole ship was happy and gay
After that, according to plan
They returned to where they began
Creaking and straining
The yacht now containing
Almost every breed known to man
Now Spot and the rest of the crew
Knew just what they needed to do
When the passengers landed
They marched out mob-handed
And opened the world’s largest zoo
25th November 2022
Children's Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Eve Roper
Noah heard the forecast and realised he must build an ark
It had to be impermeable for when they finally disembark.
They faced forty days and forty nights of torrential precipitation
Thank goodness Noah was constructing the ark for this situation
To invigorate Noah he could see the storm clouds were gathering
He knew that they must work quickly or they would get a battering
The requisite was it must be huge to hold animals and his family
When animals boarded two by two, it was a spectacular sight to see
When they reached dry land they were met with falling snow
Snow is formed by crystallization in case you didn’t know!
Water is essential to our daily life, we need it for our hydration
It is sent to us from heaven above – thank God for precipitation!
04~04~16
N/A in original contest - submitted to Screwed XIII sponsored by Rob Carmack
1 original, poem on the theme of THE ELEMENT OF WATER! The only limitations for this contest is that you must include these 6 words in your poem: 1) HYDRATION (2) REQUISITE (3) PRECIPITATION (4) IMPERMEABLE (5) INVIGORATE (6) CRYSTALLIZATION.