Pigs

Posted on May 20, 2013 by kdgallivan

Piggie, courtesy of http://cupcakejunky.wordpress.com

The Pig

In England once there lived a big
And wonderfully clever pig.
To everybody it was plain
That Piggy had a massive brain.
He worked out sums inside his head,
There was no book he hadn’t read.
He knew what made an airplane fly,
He knew how engines worked and why.
He knew all this, but in the end
One question drove him round the bend:
He simply couldn’t puzzle out
What LIFE was really all about.
What was the reason for his birth?
Why was he placed upon this earth?
His giant brain went round and round.
Alas, no answer could be found.
Till suddenly one wondrous night.
All in a flash he saw the light.
He jumped up like a ballet dancer
And yelled, “By gum, I’ve got the answer!”
“They want my bacon slice by slice
“To sell at a tremendous price!
“They want my tender juicy chops
“To put in all the butcher’s shops!
“They want my pork to make a roast
“And that’s the part’ll cost the most!
“They want my sausages in strings!
“They even want my chitterlings!
“The butcher’s shop! The carving knife!
“That is the reason for my life!”
Such thoughts as these are not designed
To give a pig great piece of mind.
Next morning, in comes Farmer Bland,
A pail of pigswill in his hand,
And piggy with a mighty roar,
Bashes the farmer to the floor�
Now comes the rather grizzly bit
So let’s not make too much of it,
Except that you must understand
That Piggy did eat Farmer Bland,
He ate him up from head to toe,
Chewing the pieces nice and slow.
It took an hour to reach the feet,
Because there was so much to eat,
And when he finished, Pig, of course,
Felt absolutely no remorse.
Slowly he scratched his brainy head
And with a little smile he said,
“I had a fairly powerful hunch
“That he might have me for his lunch.
“And so, because I feared the worst,
“I thought I’d better eat him first.”

Roald Dahl

My friend dissected a pig today in Biology, so I decided to take inspiration from that… Comment below what you think of pigs.

Hedgehog

Posted on April 30, 2013 by kdgallivan

image from http://cutearoo.com/

Katlin Lang “Hedgehog”

Hedgehog

Outside it smells like when rain mixed with dirt and shit from ruminants
It takes her back to those who taught her to be strong and
Make love to everything she touches

She must suffer now for being a fool
Sizzle in boiling honey-
The angels must be laughing as they comb their golden hair
Humans are such simple creatures that create complex entities
Do they not know it doesn’t matter?

Leaves fall onto the path ahead
She does not have a rancorous spirit
But the simple heart of a child
With a heavy soul that belongs to someone else

She harbored love but knew he would rise against her
What else is there to do but resigned to fire and snow

No more. Do not try to bend a hard heart

When anger floods into her chest
She bites her tongue- not to explode
When she looks at him
She is wax on fire
When he looks
She burns harder

Somebody once said
The fox knows many tricks
The hedgehog only one
A good one

She is a hedgehog

Hedgehogs gave been an animal favorite of mine and I thought this poem should the loveliness of a Hedgehog.

She knows how to survive

Waterfowl

Posted on April 29, 2013 by kdgallivan

To a Waterfowl by William Cullen Bryant

Whither, midst falling dew,
While glow the heavens with the last steps of day
Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue
Thy solitary way?Vainly the fowler’s eye
Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong
As, darkly seen against the crimson sky,
Thy figure floats along.

Seek’st thou the plashy brink
Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide,
Or where the rocking billows rise and sing
On the chafed ocean side?

There is a Power whose care
Teaches thy way along that pathless coast–
The desert and illimitable air–
Lone wandering, but not lost.

All day thy wings have fanned,
At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere,
Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land,
Though the dark night is near.

And soon that toil shall end;
Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest,
And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend,
Soon, o’er thy sheltered nest.

Thou’rt gone, the abyss of heaven
Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart
Deeply has sunk the lesson thou hast given,
And shall not soon depart.

He who, from zone to zone,
Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight,
In the long way that I must tread alone,
Will lead my steps aright.

Its starting to feel like summer and that reminds me of the cool water. I hope this makes you want to go to a watching of a waterfowl.

Tiger Talk

Posted on April 25, 2013 by kdgallivan

Tiger form http://upload.wikimedia.org/

The Tiger

A Glossa in honour of William Blake.

The Tiger

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the dark hours of the night,
To seek thy prey. No man dare go
To view the sinuous muscles flow.
A fleeting glimpse in sparse moonlight,
Tiger, tiger, burning bright.

In the forest of the night,
Stalks the epitome of might,
Clothed in garb of gold and black,
Silently onward, not looking back.
From the darkness squeals of fright,
In the forest of the night.

Whose immortal hand or eye
Would dare create such majesty?
No form more graceful can be seen;
A creation from an artist’s dream.
From whom did this great image fly?
Whose immortal hand or eye

Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Certainly no man like me.
Your grace and might beyond the ken,
The understanding of simple men.
Only immortal audacity,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry.

Irene C S ClarkHogg

The screen saver on the computer that I’m at was a cougar, so I took some inspiration from that, and here you go! Comment below what your favorite feline is!

CATZ GALORE!!

Posted on April 4, 2013 by kdgallivan

Cuddly Kitten Image from swcp.com

See the Kitten on the Wall

by Wm. Wordsworth

See the kitten on the wall,
Sporting with the leaves that fall.
Withered leaves – one – two – three
From the lofty elder tree.
Though the calm and frosty air,
Of this morning bright and fair.
Eddying round and round they sink,
Softly, slowly; one might think.
From the motions that are made,
Every little leaf conveyed
Sylph or Faery hither tending,
To this lower world descending.
Each invisible and mute,
In his wavering parachute.

But the Kitten, how she starts,
Crouches, stretches, paws, and darts!
First at one, and then its fellow,
Just as light and just as yellow.
There are many now – now one,
Now they stop and there are none.
What intenseness of desire,
In her upward eye of fire!
With a tiger-leap half-way,
Now she meets the coming prey.
Lets it go as fast, and then;
Has it in her power again.
Now she works with three or four,
Like an Indian conjurer;
Quick as he in feats of art,
Far beyond in joy of heart.
Where her antics played in the eye,
Of a thousand standers-by,
Clapping hands with shout and stare,
What would little Tabby care
For the plaudits of the crowd?

Today I thought I’d feature my post on catz. I’ve never had one because my family is allergic, but I’de really like one. Comment below if you can hook it up with a hypo allergenic cat

G-Raff

Posted on March 15, 2013 by kdgallivan

Image from http://www.psxextreme.com

Art work by Colette Brown

Giraffe

A giraffe came by the willow tree
Stopped to gaze and talk to me.
For he was very lean and tall
A pillar, a column, a walking wall.

And as he looked down upon my face
His eyes were wide two pools in space,
As they engulfed, the countryside,
The sky above, held me inside –
Their special height and slant of things
Their special view of every thing,
And I could see by looking up
The wealth within his loving cup
That thinks and drinks the sun and sky
And watches us from way up high.

And yet I found it sad to see
That he could never reach down to me
For he was too tall, too much ideal
And I was too small, too much the real.

So, this angular figure, graceful and wise
Of astounding vision and cool clear eyes
Watched the sun rise, then watched it set
Looked down on me and seemed to forget
That I was as much a part of this scene
As the sun in the sky, the oak in the green.

Then the willow tree watching standing near by
Saw the distance between us and started to cry
she bowed down her head touching the ground
And from that day to this,
it’s the way she’ll be found.

Author: Unknown

It’s just a Giraffe Kind of day! Comment below about your obsession with Giraffes!

Ode, To All We Need

Posted on March 6, 2013 by kdgallivan

He loves you from http://24.media.tumblr.com

Ode to Love

Ode to love
for it is what keeps us going.

Ode to the people that love you.
Without them, life isn’t worthwhile.

Ode to people who lost their lives to love
for they might have simply tried to give
while sadness and despair took.

Tyler Yarnelli

What would life be without love? Not worth living, thats for sure. I am so grateful that my wonderful family and friends love me. If you ever feel lonely, just remember, there is someone out there who loves you. And to those who have had love but gotten their hearts broken, I assure you that you will find love again. And the same to those who are still searching.Remember that love is not only in a dating relationship. It can take many forms such as friendship, or family. Do not forget that you do not need a boyfriend of girlfriend to be loved, all you need is to be surrounded by people who care about you and make you feel good inside. In the comments section below, write 5 people or things that you love.

Puppies You Can’t Resist

Posted on February 19, 2013 by kdgallivan

image taken by me

PUPPIES

Puppies puppies everywhere,

puppies puppies on the stairs.

Running running through the house,

running running after a mouse.

Laying laying in my bead,

laying laying down his head.

Pooping pooping on the floor,

pooping pooping by the door.

Barking barking at a cat,

barking barking ready to attack.

Chewing chewing up the rug,

chewing chewing the wall plug.

Puppies puppies oh so fine,

puppies puppies they’re all MINE!

On Saturday my family got a puppy. He is a white lab of 11 weeks. He literally looks like the puppy from Nintendogs. We finally decided on the name Emmet, and he’s already getting used to it. on Sunday, my friend and I took him to the beach with us. It took us about 45 minutes to walk 100 feet to get a lemonade because everyone wanted to stop us and pet the pup. Not only did that slow us down, but Emmet insisted on laying down next to anyone who pet him, and he wouldn’t budge, so we had to drag him away with the leash looking like puppy torturers. Yesterday morning he pooped in the house about 4 times, luckily I as sleeping while he did his damage, so my brothers had to clean it up. But despite all his messes, he is so cute and I love him, and its soooo worth it.

Anticipation

Posted on February 13, 2013 by kdgallivan

My Boy
image from nextdaypets.com

Anticipation

3 days

74.5 hours

4470 minutes

26820 seconds

and through all that time, I’ll be anticipating

Ill be counting down the days

the hours

the minutes

the seconds

until I get what it is that I want

Anticipation; its a nuisance

On Saturday i’m getting a puppy! I cannot wait until it gets here. Our old dog died about two years ago, and ever since then, my family has been bugging my mom to let us get a dog. Finally on sunday night while we were surfing the web, she finally cracked and said yes, and now we have a new family member headed our way! Its a white lab, and its adorable. This whole week my mom and I have been trying to think of names, we have been shooting each other texts left and right, but still haven’t come up with anything that has stuck. I want to name him Thor, and she wants to name him Marco. Help our puppy find a name; comment below with any name ideas that you have.