Rays Run Amok
Rays are out out to eradicate the human race! First, Steve Irwin is speared, then one month later some poor old man is skewered and spends months in a comma. Now, a mom is standing in a boat in the Florida Keys and a giant ray comes leaping out of the water and knocks her to her death on the deck. I know I will be staying away from Florida AND aquariums. We are all just sitting ducks in an aquarium. Imagine the carnage near the petting tanks. I think Satan is controlling the rays. Or maybe its eco-terrorism.
The Kraken
Below the thunders of the upper deep,
Far far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides: above him swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many a wondrous grot and secret cell
Unnumbered and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant fins the slumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages and will lie
Battering upon huge seaworms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by men and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.
Lord Alfred Tennyson
Rays are out out to eradicate the human race! First, Steve Irwin is speared, then one month later some poor old man is skewered and spends months in a comma. Now, a mom is standing in a boat in the Florida Keys and a giant ray comes leaping out of the water and knocks her to her death on the deck. I know I will be staying away from Florida AND aquariums. We are all just sitting ducks in an aquarium. Imagine the carnage near the petting tanks. I think Satan is controlling the rays. Or maybe its eco-terrorism.
The Kraken
Below the thunders of the upper deep,
Far far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides: above him swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many a wondrous grot and secret cell
Unnumbered and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant fins the slumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages and will lie
Battering upon huge seaworms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by men and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.
Lord Alfred Tennyson
7 Comments:
ooo i read bout that poor lady and her family.
"keep your electric eyes on me, babe
put your ray-gun to my head
press your space face close to mine, love
freak out in a moonage day dream."--bowie
(only thing i could think of with "ray" in it at 344am.)
cheers! happy easter.
Happy Easter to you too, FP! Hope you get some Easter vacation.
"HEY IZABELLA
WHOO IZABELLA!
HERE COME THE RAYS OF THE RISING SUN
WHOO IZABELLA!
HERE THEY COME"
--Jimi Hendrix (from First Rays Of The New Rising Sun - Jimi's unfinished final album, wondrous)
Good Go FP - Excellent for the early hours
yes good friday thru easter off and monday back to work.
btw, i am putting my blog on sabbatical for a while, but i will still drop in and check on your poetical inspirations. they are edifying.
Oh FP, I will miss your blog. Hope all is well. Your blog is like a home away from home, if blogs were homes that is.
so is yours. it
ll be back. everyone is still on the list. ill start up again when i feel more inspired. ive started the BELL JAR. let you know when i am done.
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