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an angel-eyed velvet-clad curious elf
was sitting alone on a leaf by himself
quite lost and he didn’t see anyone else
he was scared and he hid and he tried to be stealth
“I wish I was home like a good little elf
‘cause I left my big glasses on my bedroom shelf
and this is no a place for a song-writing elf
these damp woods are not very good for my healthâ€
his mother warned “Elton, you’re a wee little elf,
don’t go wandering off in the woods by yourself
take Bernie along, and your cell phone as well,
dear son please consider your fame and your wealth!â€
but wee little Elton was a quite stubborn elf
tired of playing piano in his room by himself
bored with being a world famous rock ‘n roll elf
with gold records – Don’t Go Breaking My Heart was his 12th
you know it really is hard being a curious elf
curiosity is why he’d snuck off by himself
now he’s lost and can’t find his way home without help
sometimes its dangerous being sneaky and stealth
could this be the end for sweet Elton the elf
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rob kistner © 2010
Hasn’t Elton written enough songs for Disney? They should totally make Elton the Elf a character in a summer blockbuster.
I agree Twitches… 😉
…rob
Elton is one of those guys whose image I find difficult to take seriously, though he’s written some really good songs.
I like the way you slotted in ‘Don’t go breaking my heart’.
And I liked his send-up of himself in ‘Tommy’ – Pinball Wizard.
I’m with you Stan. Elton’s ridiculous flamboyant image is what drove this poem. His very best, and least ‘caricatured’ work was his first three albums, of which Tumbleweed Connection is his best ever — and a brilliant collaboration with Bernie Taupin. I was completely blocked with regard to this particular prompt, was doodling around with some partial drafts that I had archived, and this bit of whimsical nonsense reared ts strange little head — sparked by my drawing glasses on this archived found image… so this was not premeditated poemicide,,,
…rob
One of the hardest parts of the Hero’s journey is that trip back home. I feel for the little guy, even wish him the best, and sincerely hope he makes it.
Elizabeth
So do I ElizaBeth… 😉
…rob
nice one Rob….thanks again for your words
You are welcome Wayne, thank you for being gracious by commenting…
…rob
I love the change of direction from you.
I was channeling my 9-year-old ‘Little Bobby’ Tilly… 😉
…rob
You cannot fool me into believing you just threw this together…if so, I am hanging up my rhyming shoes!
Really fun read…
I had half each of verses 1, 3, and 5 archived — but they had nothing to do with Elton John. Feeling blocked and doodling to stir my muse, I drew glasses on my little elf fella, and suddenly — he became Elton the Elf. I then went to work to finish verses 1,2 and 5 — then create verses 3, 4, and the ending tag line… and the saga of wee Elton the Elf materialized, as if by magic. I am by nature not inspired to rhyme, so I think my muse was in a nonsensical mood Cynthia… 😉
…rob
Let the little elf know there are always comebacks! Like yours, Rob…see there you go thinking you’re blocked (like I do right now…ha!) and Wa La!
I like this….it’s cute and fun.
~Brenda
I will Brenda, and I am pleased you got a tickle out of this — it was quite unexpected when it began to take form, the process of which I’ve touched on here with Stan and Cynthia. When I am blocked, like I was here, I resort to ‘automatic’ writing — especially for me, nonsensical writing. Sometimes you get whimsy (or nonsense), but at least it’s something… 😉
…rob
I’ve been missing your muse lately: and this one is a muse-ing. If in doubt, write. No matter what. That’s what I’m doing in a museless period.
Right Viv – write, write, write… or as was the case here — revisit, review, rewrite. ‘Stuff’ shows up if one does, occasionally something brilliant (this piece not included), but whatever it takes to shake your muse. Good luck with yours!
…rob