The Ostrich, a poem about ostriches
73The Ostrich
The Ostrich
If I were an ostrich
I wouldn’t have to see
All the bad news on the BBC
I wouldn’t have to hear
About hunger, war and fear
I wouldn’t have to know
About people stuck in snow
I could happily let days pass
Idly grazing on the grass
If I were an ostrich
For me the sun would always shine
Should I care about those dying in Iraq and Palestine?
Why listen to politicians
Or banking mathematicians?
I wouldn’t have to think
About those needing food and drink
I’d just turn and face the sun
And continue having fun
If I were an ostrich
I would never have to learn
All about global warming and the tide that’s on the turn
There might be no world solution
To stop aerial pollution
Why care about equality
When you’re destined for frivolity?
So there are people living rough?
Well I couldn’t give a stuff
No solution can be planned
When your head is in the sand
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ha ha. That's great!
The poem is great, but I can't stop looking at the picture. Look at the size of those drumsticks! I guess I shouldn't hub hungry.
If I ever become an ostrich
then I may not be so rich
but when the trouble arrives
in the sand my head dives
And when I see some greedy
taking away from many needy
when I see some go hungry
That won't make me angry
And no matter what the weather
Nothing would ruffle my feather
Different way of dealing with the news, think I like it.
Hi TOF
I guess there's few truly original creative ideas around, and this clearly wasn't one of them! I've never heard this song before, but it certainly has a similar theme. Thanks for the link!
Hi Rockinjoe,
Well it's one way of dealing with the news, and judging by the conversations I'm sometimes party to, it's not uncommon!
BT,
You're right! Those drumsticks would keep you and a whole family of jackelopes fed for a week!
Very good poem, Amanda. And that's a lot of gravy for BT.
well done I liked it a lot...watch out for Bt though...chomp chomp...G-Ma :o) Hugs & Peace
Nicely conceived and executed. It seems to be the solution for a great many people. More's the pity.
Amanda- A very nice poem. I wrote a few words as a tribute to your poem earlier. Have a great weekend.
Hi Amanda, I do like your poem and it's definitely original, just thought that you'd be amused by Flanders and Swann, (who did little ditties on just about everything) It's one that I used to play at the local Radio Station when even more than normally p*ssed of by some act of National/International stupidity.
BT, come on , 'fess up, it's the wiggly pink bum thats got you going isn't it? I suppose that after Mrs Shades' anything's an improvement.
Very nicely done, Amanda!
Nice poem! Here in Michigan there is a bit of an ostrich raising fad. People supposedly eat them and make them into purses and so forth. Bill had a neighbor who tried it, and the ostriches were so cranky and independent and mean he found he just hated them. One night Bill woke to a bunch of gun shots---boom, boom, boom, boom. Next day, no ostriches. Maybe it wasn't such a good hobby after all.
Hi Countrywomen,
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ignore your ditty, but I got caught in the middle of replying to comments earlier by a knock on the door, and the visitors have literally only just gone so I thought I'd have another quick look before I go to bed. I loved your little rhyme, but I didn't have the time, to say I was impressed, cos I was really far too stressed! (well I had to write in rhyme to keep you company this time)
Hi Brian
Thanks for stopping by. Yes it's certainly one way of dealing with all the gloom and doom!
Hi Patty and G-Ma,
Yes, plenty of gravy for BT. I bet those ostriches can be very chewy, but jackelopes have good teeth, so I'm sure they'll cope!
Hi CWB
I think the majority of people employ these tactics. It seems very few people pay attention to the news these days. Perhaps they're conditioned in school not to look further than their noses in case it gets them into trouble!
I believe there's a few ostrich farms here in the UK although I've never actually seen one. I did, however, see a camel in a field on the South Downs near Glyndebourne Opera House a while ago. And I hadn't been drinking! What kind of purses do they make out of them? They look as though they'd be good for making sporrans from!
Great poem
Thanks Lgali.
Hi Amanda! Been away visiting the family for a few days, and I'm just catching up on new hubs! Is this part of the poetry challenge? :-) I find it fascinating and that so many people turn out to be poets here at hubpages :-)
No Elena, I wrote this before I tripped over the poetry challenge. As you can see it's a bit of a joky rhyme with a serious message underlying. It's not a great work of poetry, but I hope it makes people smile!
Oh, it did, I thought you were a mighty jokester :-) And the poetry challenge didn't have any rule posted against jokester rhymes, now did it? So I wondered :-)
I don't think the poetry challenge had any rules at all, so I suppose comedy rhymes might be in order. Now that's a thought! Hmm
Amanda, i really like this one. I noticed a lack of periods (although i didn't realize it until i got to the first question mark). I like that... it makes the poem flow. I'm wondering why you chose to write it like that.
Laurie, do you mean punctuation? I think you say period where we say full stop. We share the same language, but sometimes there are ambiguities!
I didn't really consider whether to use punctuation, partly because I'm quite lazy, and partly because I like the flow, and I think that line breaks imply commas and so on.
Fabulous piece about politics and the clueless - can you tell I have known waaay too many folks like this ostrich! Blogging this on over to my The Social Poets blog and should publish tomorrow, thanks for a great piece of wordsmithing!
Thanks Denny. That's kind of you. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem!
Idly looking through your hubs: whaaa? Get a life you say?
"If I wuz an ostrich, I wouldn't have no fears,
Just lots of little wormies, wigglin' in my ears."
Wish I could meet a girl with thighs like that bird in the photo; I's find a better place to hide my head than the ground!
Bob x
Oo er, Bob. Things must be tough in Kent these days! LOL!
"If I was an ostrich with wormies in me ears,
I wouldn't hear the zulus, a-chasing me with spears"
It's worse, Amanda, I'm on the Essex border, in Herts...Posh and Beckham country. I wuz born in Kent and it's a bit better there. Bob
Oh, Ok. For some reason I thought you were still a man of Kent, but Herts and Essex out to be a fruitful hunting ground, though I wouldn't like to hazard as to whether the girls have thighs like an ostrich!
very good, I enjoyed it.
Thanks for stopping by Kephrira.
I never saw this one before, It's great Amanda.you be dropping some large eggs also. LOL
interesting...I like it. Although I had a bad experience with an ostrich (I wrote a hub about it) and so I hate them! lol
But good poem!
Hi Ralwus
You can't beat those large eggs when you're cooking up a storm! LOL! Good to see you here, and thanks for the compliment.
Hi Pachuca, sorry to hear about your run in with the ostrich, but glad you liked the poem! Thanks for stopping by.
Very well written poem, great work...
Hi Moulik Mistry, thank you for the compliment, and for stopping by and commenting.
you have nailed the head in the sand ok - nice writing - I enjoyed it?
Thanks for stopping by and commenting. I guess too many of us have our heads in the sand, and that's why the world's in such a mess!
I missed the Poetry Challenge, but I am glad it inspired this fun poem from you, Amanda! No doubt an ostrich has its problems with handbag poachers, but this certainly hits home for me.
Hi Barb, I haven't written any poems for quite a while. I might have to start again as I'm so short of spare time at present. Poetry is a great way to get an idea across without being too wordy. It's good to see you here BTW.
I like how you wrote beautiful prose amongst bringing in the ostrich. Genius! I look forward to reading more of your poetry. Up and Awesome
Thanks for visiting Minnetonka Twin. This was a fun poem to write, even though it has a serious message.
That's clever rhyming Amanda and a nice take on what a lot of us would like to do when the problems start piling up. Cheers
I tend to think that the vast majority of people in the Western world have this attitude to problems outside of their influence. I remember in the 80s the slogan was 'Greed is good', but now I think we're all beginning to wake up a little!
Awesome poetry. I want to be an ostrich. Media has a highly negative influence on our thoughts. Since our thoughts can become things it is a scary thought. Thank you!
Hi pennyofheaven. Thanks for the compliment. You're right, media does have a highly negative influence. Nothing sells newspapers quicker than death and disaster!
Hi Amanda - I seem to have missed this one and I'm glad I saw it on HubFeed just now! The way things are right now, maybe head-in-the-sand is a great way to be!
Hope all is well - and a belated happy new year to you and yours!
Hi Shalini, a belated happy new year to you too! Yes, the world's in a bit of a muddle at the present, and it doesn't show much signs of improving any time soon. Ostriches may have untroubled sleep, but I'd never cut it as a long-legged avian. I need my daily news fix!
I LOVE OSTRICHES! I have a pet ostrich named Kenny.
Hi Amanda i've just discovered that i haven't got a very good memory as i read your poem five months ago. Never mind it was fun second time around. It's good to know that some buried treasures get dug up from time to time. Cheers
Hi attemptedhumour, there's plenty of buried treasure on HubPages. I'm often amazed by the quality and diversity of some of the hubs. Good to see you. Thanks for stopping by.
Great poem! I can remember days wishing I was able to be an ostrich ignoring all those negative things out there. Nevertheless, I'm glad I'm me. Thanks for sharing!
Hi DJ Lyons, I think it's probably easier to be an 'ostrich' than to ponder on the way things really are, but I can't help caring either!
Unusual poem and I smiled reading this. Nice subject and well written.
Hi Astra, thanks for stopping by and commenting.
The Old Firm Level 1 Commenter 3 years ago
Well, back in the dim dark days beyond recall Flanders and Swann did a song about the ostrich. http://www.imeem.com/joshgreenslade/music/y0m0DKkk
Listen, mark, and inwardly digest!
Cheers, TOF.