There were two snails
Who loved to sail
Across the algae pond
They ventured to land
But couldn’t understand
Why their bodies started to bubble
They tried to move forward
But the pain was so great
They looked back and suddenly they saw
The salt on the floor
Burning their wounds
And so far away was the shore
Suddenly the ground
Started to pound
And cracks began to show
Then the earth spasmed
Creating a huge chasm
Separating the snails in tow
With a void between
The two snails were hopeless
Burning in despair
Until down flew a swallow
With a branch that was hollow
And the two snails climbed in there
Back to the pond
The swallow did fly
Carrying the snails safely
Thank it they did
As adieu they did bid
Back to their leaf, their place of safety
There were two snails
Who loved to sail
Across the algae pond
They tried being on land
It didn’t go to plan
So water is the way from now on.
Tag: Off Grid Living
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I hear it like a heartbeat
The chug of hope and more
The diesel boat is coming
It’s nearing at my door
Quick! Get out and listen
Have I been misled?
Is it a similar engine
Of a passing boat instead?
Sometimes it is and sigh I do
As I go back inside
And keep my ears peeled in hope
That the coal boat’s not far behind
I hear it like a heartbeat
Coming from afar
Then suddenly it’s at my stern
And gently cruising past
I’ve missed it nooooo
My heart does race
As I run out and bellow
“Can you top me up?”
They turn to face
Reversing in the shallow
Grab the rope
Pull them in
Tie it off
Relief
All topped up
Happy again
Ready to go
Relief