Odes To Tacos & Other Blessings

3/23/24

Howdy Good Person ~

I wanted to do something different this week so when I saw a ‘classic’ (ahem) poem on facebook, I knew I had to do something with it.

Decided to try to write my own versions with the same type of structure. I challenge you to do the same :).

Here’s the original poem that got me to laughing (and craving tacos!:)):

Roses are red
I wish I was in bed
I suck at poetry.
        Tacos
                 ~ From/By ‘Official Tacos’, “Tacos” on fb

Here are my attempts:

Cooper’s my dog
At times called ‘Snarts’ ‘cuz of
his sneeze/fart combo.
         Cherished.

Rabbit’s Alice
to honor Mr. Cooper
“Handsome lil angel Alice”.*
       Blessing
(*to the tune of “Pretty Little Angel Eyes”)

Jesus is real
I owe it all to Him
He’s why I’m here today.
       Grateful

Surviving’s good
thriving’s even better
don’t give up, we’re worthy.
       Freedom

Thinking about poetry reminded my of one of my favorite poems ~ “Jabberwocky” by Lewis Carroll. 

I had first heard of it as a young adult when I went to see a play a couple friends were in called “Jabberwock”. It was written by Jerome Lawrence and Robert E. Lee. The play was a laugh fest loosely based on the life of author James Thurber. 

The poem does have a plot and yet is wonderfully nonsensical too, and I’ve loved it mostly for that reason. Also because Mr. Carroll invented words that add to its ‘ambiance’. 

Have you heard of it? What do you think?:

Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll

‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought–
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One two! One two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.

‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

I hope you have a wonderful week and looking forward to meeting with you here again in a few days.

(Picture above by tai's captures on Unsplash)