Once upon a North Sea cliff,
fragile skeletons chalky white
and ghosts of spiralling ammonites
exploded by the waterside.
Teased by waves and torn by tides,
the behemoth spilled its insides:
with salty gush and rocky rumble,
the towering cliffs began to tumble.
Strewn among the shells and pebbles,
bleached by sun and washed by spray,
were fossils and relics of prehistoric days
when herds of mammoths freely grazed.
Kim M. Russell, 30th October 2018
Lillian is our host this Tuesday and she has started with ‘Once upon a time’, a phrase, she reminds us, that begins many a tale. According to the Oxford English Dictionary, the phrase has been used in some form since 1380 in storytelling in the English language.
She says that this phrase, to some, is a cliché, an overused line, while others believe it’s a line filled with possibilities.
Lillian would like us to use a bit of poetic licence with that phrase and begin every poem with: Once upon a _________ and we must fill in the blank with any word except ‘time’.
Poems can be any form and on any topic, such as a love poem or something eerie for Halloween – whatever our imaginations come up with! My ‘once upon a…’ led me back to the Norfolk mammoths.