The Fat Fellow Misadventure

# 2 Poem for NaPoWriMo. April is Poetry Month, join me in writing a poem a day and send me your works so I can read them.

I couldn’t tell you where he was going, 

but certain was his rush to get there.

I will never forget him

it was his bulging size which captivated.

His bulk seemed paradoxical 

considering the speed of 

his mighty travels.

I wondered, 

would soon reveal his 

not so distant misadventures 

with me?

Besides his hefty weight for a fellow of his tiny size, 

I guess I would describe him as a fact fellow,

fluffy and spiky and the same time, 

furry and dedicated to his task at hand.
He’s beefed up but not big.

It’s all relative, isn’t it?
Five centre meters long give or take a

millimetre either side. 

I’ve decided to track him, 

I’ve nothing better to do just now.

His dedication makes me think he is on 

some kind of pilgrimage. 

Collecting leaves, 

he devours them.
It seems he was never taught the value 

of table manners, 

or for that matter, 

the downside of overeating.

I tell you he is positively plumper than 

the plumpest plump. 

I’m certain I just heard him burp!

Some time later, 

still following him, 

he has, I am happy to say, 

stopped eating!

Hallelujah!

Climbing now, leaving bits of his own skin behind, 

he seems to have a new goal in mind. 

He stops at a leaf, I was sure he was about to 

start eating again - no.

He’s climbing in the leaf, 

wrapping himself in it.
I’m not sure where he hid his knitting needles, 

I tell you what he is quite adept at spinning silky fine thread around himself.

No longer can I see him. He’s in hiding in his fine spun thread.

Not happy with this end that is not the end I rush back inside 

to retrieve my x-ray vision goggles.

Wearing them I sit along side the fat fellow.

Watch like a trip to the theatre the goings on inside.

I swear to you this is what I saw, 

I swear to you I did not partake in LSD.

The fat fellow is in fact digesting himself!
I knew he had out of control eating problems!

He is releasing tiny enzymes, 

his fanciful fat is dissolving … yes, dissolving 

into what I could only describe as fat fellow soup.

Not all has dissolved though, 

still I see chunky disc like bits - 

it’s a ‘chunky disc fat fellow soup’!

But wait!
The fat fellow soup is morphing, 

the discs are changing into body parts.
An eye, a leg, a wing, an antenna - even a butt.

By golly, my gosh.
The fat fellow has completely changed shape. 

Carried out his own metamorphous.
I tell you, I never expected this kind

of misadventure.

I can’t leave now, 

for yes, I must wait for the final act.
The fat fellow is truly a theatre magician 

of the greatest standard.

Removing my x-ray goggles, 

I notice, he is wriggling inside.
his fine silken knit, splits.
Not able to divert my eyes for one second, 

chastising myself when I blink, 

the fat fellow emerges, 

although I feel I can no longer call him a fat fellow.

He has wings of emerald green and blue,

his newly formed body is tight and svelt,

his legs are elongated, he shimmers,

glimmers … ahhhh ….

Taking me in as I take him, 

I swear he looks at me with a smirk, 

probably saying,

‘I’d like to see you do that you fat fellow.’

Touché, I say.
As he flits away, 

leaving me to tramp inside 

to have a cup of tea and a doughnut. 

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

hmmmm interesting line of thought my friend ..so he's a fat plumper eh!? ;) that is a mighty long sit down you two had ... i wonder where he went? i wonder how good your doughnut was :))
E.

[KWP]

It wasn't really me E - are you actually calling me a fat fellow as the cheeky butterfly in the poem called the 'muse' onlooker? E - you are cheeky ...


the donut was cream filled and delicious ;)

[Einstein Noodle]

i love when you call me cheeky ..i watched a NatGeo a while back that featured such a creature that wrapped himself in a certain type of leaf which became his escape boat when the rains beat the leaves off the trees .. he just slumbered on and went his merry way downstream to the rest of his life ;) mmmmmmm cream filled ... real whip cream??

[emmajoy]

From: 'I tell you he is positively plumper than ~ the plumpest plump. ' To: He has win--' (won't divulge more cos of other readers..) .. .. you cover the most wonderful story, part fun , part magical, part full of entertainment but both realistic and literal INsight.

To write a long captivating piece like this takes courage in a way because you need fulfil your intentions without using too much form yet.. get the job done by its finish. You're certainly succeeded.. i love this.

Has a vague touch of Alice... a vague touch of whatever wine you use, leave me a sip... a vague touch of letting the words just flow!

[KWP]

Hello beautiful, Thank you for the read - and as always your beautiful thoughts to follow. Your words always serve to inspire me to write more (and this month I shall - a poem a day no less) This piece was fun - love it when my mind plays party games - love to you X

[emmajoy]

How weird, strange, odd.. just left another review for you. Anyway. Tis always a pleasure to read your posts. Plus, whilst you're working at a poem a day, you make me feel very lazy!

[KWP]

yes - snap :D always nice to hang out with you - and yes the tagine awaits - the poem a day thing is a very interesting experiment to see where the mind travels over the course of a month X

[emmajoy]

You mentioned it to me last year...I truly couldn't do it. your tenacity is incredible!

[KWP]

not so - but it does help me soothe and calm the mind XXX

[emmajoy]

I'd rather have a glass of red wine.. or a mug of Java.. and a crossword puzzle. Laughing, better stop there..

[KWP]

ok i t hink I will go have a scotch then :)

[emmajoy]

Have you seen our mile of exchanges on the whatever page.. we could slightly re.arrange them, created a surreal novel and make a fortune! x

[KWP]

that's a wonderful idea ... yes workshoppable indeed ... a novel you say ... from sea to sea ... north to south?

[emmajoy]

50 shades of two women poots - oops, poets

now decent, am out! :)

[Island Hippy]

Goodness me that's a very skilful piece of writing, I enjoyed it very much and felt like you school my baby writer brain. Definitely agree with the gentleman below; an Alien theme, just wow!

[KWP]

Oh hello Miss Hippy what a pleasure to meet you :D

Thank you for your kind words - I must say this was a treat to write in free flowing upspill from my consciousness, amazing what happens when we just let go ... cheers lovely X

[andrew mitchell]

This had a theme of Alien lol, a most informative enjoyable write Elizabeth. I wondered what inspired this write out of curiosity lol

[KWP]

Truth be told I have no idea .... I am doing NaPoWriMo and just sit and see what comes ... this is what appeared on a rainy autumn day in Sydneytown ... how's it down there?

[andrew mitchell]

Away from the floods thank goodness but our govt likes us to live in power blackouts.

[KWP]

still balckouts - man you would think SA is a third world country :/

[wordman]

damn girl,you are a great story teller,it would be fun to meet you at the bar

[KWP]

:D hahaha yes with a few beers under my belt who knows what we could talk about :D Cheers my friend X

[Chase Dylan]

...Holy... Did you just word a worm eating stuff, making a cocoon, then becoming a butterfly... In THAT extravagant of fashion...? Hallelujah and praise the sodden lord... I am toast after reading this, and probably need a pastry... Or X-ray glasses... Touche', with spin this was penned...

[KWP]

ha! Silente, glad you enjoyed, I must say I enjoyed the write. I am writing a poem a day for Poetry month and this little ditty is what popped out yesterday - well that and a svelt and rather sexy butterfly - it's an interesting experiment to see where your mind takes you day by day for a month

I do so appreciate you reading X

[Chase Dylan]

Oh, goodness, well... I shall join you in your venture... Although I always write any number of poems in a day, I shall endeavor to post a new one daily... Keep at the experiment...!

[Taz]

This poem is so cool, good job IDK how to write free verse so this is even better.