Turkeys don’t have calendars, but it’s mid-December, and this one senses something in the air.
I am a free-range turkey,
Organic and well-fed;
But I have this funny feeling
That by Christmas I’ll be dead . . .
Topics
- Ageing
- Astronomy
- Brain
- Children
- Christmas
- Climate change
- Dinosaurs
- Evolution
- Food
- Fossil collecting
- Fossils
- Gardening
- Geologists
- Geology
- Grandchildren
- Horsham
- Inventions
- Language
- Life
- Limericks
- Mathematics
- Memory
- Minerals
- Music
- Names
- Nature
- Nostalgia
- Personal
- Physics
- Plate tectonics
- Points of view
- Quantum mechanics
- Reality
- Religion
- Rhymes for children
- Rocks
- Science
- Sculptures
- Shopping
- Signs
- Solar system
- Space
- Technology
- Time
- Words
Copyright & contact:
Gordon Judge, 1999 to present. Please contact me at email.geoverse@gmail.com if you'd like to use any of the poems.Thanks:
With thanks to my sources of inspiration: my wife and her Open University books; Horsham Geological Field Club, its speakers and field trips; my son for sharing his internet space; and, er, well, life, really.