A Giant Fairy Tale

The curtain rises. The year is 1025 B.C. The scene takes place mid-morning in a barren narrow valley. On your right, a dry riverbed runs off to the horizon.

Up on the bank to your left, stands a bearded burly giant. He is 40 years old and 9 feet tall. In his right hand, he holds a 7 ft. long spear upright. Hanging from his belt and in its sheath, is a sword, 5 ft. in length. His shield lies on the ground beside him. He wears no armor. Entering from the right, is a shepherd boy of 15 years. He has a fish net in his right hand, and a smallish knife hangs on his belt. He wears a loose-fitting tunic with a pocket on the side. Hanging out of this pocket, we see part of a leather strap. The boy, eying the giant all the way, walks across the riverbed to the edge of the bank, and there he stops.

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Amanita’s Farewell

Artwork by Aaron Pocock

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Well, well! Good heavens! You are here! Hello again, Amanita! It’s wonderful to see you once more after so long a time! You haven’t changed a bit, little one. How many years has it been? ~ What’s that you say? ~ Oh, my! That many years, eh? How quickly they have passed. That makes me feel old, dear friend. ~ Why, thank you! You are too kind. Your gracious presence alone brings back the vigor of my youth. ~ Yes, I’ve missed you, Amanita. It was just the other day when the thought of you came to mind, and then I saw you in my dream last night, so I came here on a hunch.

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Teddy Bear’s Fairy Tale

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He took me for a walk today.

We went to Uncle Tree’s to play.

He held my paw along the way,

so I could move, and swing, and sway.

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I love the boy, and he loves me!

He hugs his teddy tenderly.

On our way home, I chanced to see

a leprechaun out running free.

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I’d heard about such things before

in fairy tales and old folk’s lore,

but never ever had I seen

a little man dressed all in green.

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He waited ’till we’d gone on past

to run across the road real fast.

He quickly vanished in the trees,

where rainbows dwell and life’s a breeze.

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Line art illustration courtesy of Aaron Pocock

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March 15, 2010

Fantasies Lost

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Innocence is lost — not when taught

“You’re born a sinner!”

That it’s a fact and you shouldn’t act

like that to be a winner

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It’s lost about the time when taught

that Santa is a lie

The Easter Bunny, Superman…

and Jesus had to die?

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Who taught the children fantasies?

Their dreams would not come true

Who’ll represent the innocent

when experience makes them blue?

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They’ll find they have to love themselves

and in their hearts believe

You’re innocence is all you take

from this world we all must leave

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