Ogre Trullet

Ogre Trullet

A Poem by Judy Ponceby
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i know i offed him before, but he's back :) lol

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In he came
from the sun one day.
Looking to escape
a fate most grave.
For the fiery orb
high in the sky
would turn him to stone
and he didn't know why.
He'd seen it happen
more than once.
Lost a friend,
the great big dunce.
So though his brain
is the size of a pea
Ogre Trullet hides
out in a tree.
Under cover of shade
most gloomy
He avoids a fate,
a fate so doomy.
His neighbors sneak
on by his tree
as he snores so loud
he shakes them free.
Free of balance,
free of foot.
Free of dignity
Tripping through the roots.

© 2011 Judy Ponceby


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Judy, your writing is whimsical and fascinating for sure.

Posted 8 Years Ago


I guess the good thing is that, even if they wake him, he won't be able to leave the shade and go after them. Makes me think of "The Hobitt", and Bilbo's captures.

Posted 8 Years Ago


I would love to see someone come up with illustrations for this! It is very very cute! I love the neighbours sneaking out after being shaken from their homes by his snoring.



Posted 8 Years Ago


Smiling broadly.
Clever, flows like a singing brook.
Funny lines and great rhyme!

Posted 8 Years Ago


I can see this as a picture book! As others have said, the last stanza is very good - the repetition of 'free' and then the longer final line work really well together. The only thing I stumbled a bit on was the fourth stanza - the lines 'Ogre Trullet hides out in a tree' didn't seem to flow as well as the rest - that could be just me of course! Apart from that I thought this was fantastic!

Posted 8 Years Ago


great kids story,another string to your bow : )

Posted 8 Years Ago


Almost a children's story. It's fun to read and has great flow.
His neighbors sneak
on by his tree
as he snores so loud
he shakes them free.
Favorite part!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Lovely work Judy! The last stanza is my favorite actually. Fanciful, but poor little ogre!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Almost brother grimms worthy, A playful side from you that you rarely go into, for one would like to see more of this!

Posted 8 Years Ago



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Judy Ponceby
Judy Ponceby

Swanton, OH



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