I Have not finished my web-site overhaul so really shouldn`t be posting but I am a rule breaker by nature. Yep – that`s me, a rebel without a cause. Life is too short for following my own rules anyway. Have a fun week everyone.
The TROLL
With a voice that reeked majestic
He sang beneath the bridge
Such ugly sight he was
But he didn’t give a fig
Trolls were very handsome
Or so this sorry fellow thought
It never did occur to him
Why the people wouldn’t stop.
With cup of tea in ravaged hands
He saw himself a master
A flippin’ bloody genius
A genesis of sort as well
A maestro quite extrordinaire
Or so this sorry fellow thought
It never did occur to him
Why the people wouldn’t stop.
He knew no doubt, (don’t worry)
His plight in life appalling
As beneath bridge at midnight
He bellowed out his froggy notes
Appeasing crowds of worshippers
Or so this sorry fellow thought
It never did occur to him
Why people wouldn’t stop.
Lesley Fletcher ©2013
Image from Wikipedia with a caption that read – “Look at them, troll mother said. Look at my sons! You won’t find more beautiful trolls on this side of the moon. “(1915) by John Bauer
Inspiration Import 
Trolls have always been given a bad rep in fairy stories. And, yes they are so ugly only a Mother could love them. But I have always had a great affection for trolls. They do keep fairy tales from becoming to saccharine sweet.After all, we do need the good, the bad and the ugly. Virginia
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Indeed. I remember loving my toy troll as a kid. I thought he was a friend. They often visit the faeries in the mushroom patches, or so I’m told 😉
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Now that brought back memories. I still have the troll collection that belonged to my daughter, almost fifty years ago. And, they are still wearing the clothes I made for them. Virginia
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Oh my goodness! Will you photograph them ?? and post? So cute
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Love the header! Where is it? Did you take the photo???
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Hi 🙂 I had to go to my headers to check as I have rotating ones. I think you may be speaking about the desert mountains and the small abode. If so, then yes I did take that photo in a village I was helping to build with Habitat for Humanity in Tajikistan. I am working on a post now about Tajikistan as before I left someone asked why I would want to go to such an ugly country !
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Fun to read, Lesley, not the least since I come from a land of trolls. I love the poem.
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Ha! But have you had the pleasure of meeting one? Or better still a photograph … 😀 😀
(Thanks)
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Meeting? Of course I have. But they are extremely hard to photograph. No luck so far. 😉
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With honesty Otto I am laughing so hard. I SO look forward to the day you capture a Troll 😉
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Hallo,
This is for you, for being kind to others and me : )
Pick it up here if you want to http://summer4soul.wordpress.com/2013/02/14/valentines-day-this-is-for-you-because-you-are-love/
Sweet greetings, Summer
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Happiness your way on this day of Love – Thank you!
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You’re welcome : ) And thanks to you too
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Beautiful, Lesley! I agree with everyone, very imaginative.
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Many thanks Amy!
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I love trolls and love your poem Lesley. 🙂
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Thanks LuAnn – I have never met anyone who admits to loving trolls!
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😀
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Love it! 😀
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😀
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Love it Lesley – such fun, and mother was right of course, you would never find more beautiful ones this side of the moon – delicious!!!
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Ah through a mother`s eyes. What we don`t see!
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Break the rules and don’t give a fig……seems like good advise to me 🙂
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🙂 yep
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❤
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Thanks Catherine – I just know that is a Heart !
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Oui!
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HAha love this Lesley so imaginative and I too like the quote:)
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😀 meet you at the bridge!
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alright be right there!;)
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Love the pictures Lesley 🙂
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Thanks Linda – I liked the 1915 quote myself
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With a face not even a mother could love 😆
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😀 Poor dear
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😀
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