The Miracle Of Magical Beings! Poem by Denis Martindale

My Uncle used to tell us tales
Of things he'd seen abroad.
The giant squids and giant whales
As he leaned overboard
And on that ship that sailed the seas
He saw a mermaid, too.
She sang to him sweet melodies
Till she swam out of view.

He saw a girl climb up a rope
And then she disappeared.
Perhaps, with magic, there was hope,
If not, then that was weird.
My Uncle said he saw a bird
That often talked and talked
Until it said a naughty word
And then it squawked and squawked.

Then Uncle spoke of the fairy
That slept upon his head.
I know that's quite contrary
And yet that's what he said.
And then there was the leprechaun
Who showed him all his gold.
Though Uncle's tales are met with scorn
He's a billionaire I'm told!


Denis Martindale December 2019.