There once was a man whose intellect
He did not at anytime neglect
His imagination dull
New ideas he would cull
From his colleagues received no respect
Written: April 21, 2015
Albert Einstein quoted as saying, "The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but
Logic will get you from A to BImagination will take you everywhere- Albert Einstein
Using wit and logic here and there
May help you out in times of despair -
But if you jump from the sky,
And you think you could fly
Imagining does take you EVERYWHERE!
For John Freeman's quotes contest
Syllable count checked
There once was a man named James Hinkshaw.
Who planned to go to town for a jigsaw.
He had hick-saws and jinx-saws
He even had a wink-saw.
But no penny-whinny jigsaw—
He loved riding to town in his rickshaw.
Once he drove there to buy his new jigsaw.
His new rickshaw broke down.
He was not yet in town.
So, he walked there with hacksaw and jinx-saw.
It was a long day for James Hinkshaw.
He walked into town with no rickshaw.
As he went on his way,
A bear started a fray.
So he killed the old bear with his hacksaw.
There, alone on the road was James Hinkshaw.
And the bear butchered there with his hacksaw.
Oh, what could he do?
He felt sure no one knew.
He was there with dead bear but no rickshaw.
Poor old James had not made it to town.
And the sun was about to go down.
When he knelt there to pray,
A peddler came his way.
And sold poor old James Hinkshaw a jigsaw.
James Hinkshaw then had a new jigsaw.
To add to his hick-saws, and winks-saw…
He needed to go home.
In the dark, he could not roam.
What would happen to weary James Hinkshaw?
The peddler who sold James the jigsaw,
Gladly drove him back to the rickshaw.
In exchange for bear meat,
He let James rest his feet.
Toeing home, James Hinkshaw and his rickshaw.
DEDICATED to my grandfather, who would never say, “Pudding &
Taine…ask me again and I'll tell you the same” He, instead would laugh and rapidly say,
“James-John-Hinksaw-Winksaw-Penny-Winny-Jinksaw!” (Of course, this was Not his name)
LOL His imagination and mine are now joined…again SMILES I love you, Granddad!
© © Dane Smith-Johnsen
February 21, 2010
Poetic form: Limerick: a story series
Through the most simple of things, such as a bed time or favorite music
I've defined myself - one who knows an answer, but will not use it
One who soars with a mind of chaos, with both feet remaining still
Walking and learning with the normal, with a mind completely ill.
When desks transformed into prison cells, wise words left unspoken
The label for my knowledge remained, a pale grey, yet unbroken
Defined by numbers I'd glued to my brain, while never knowing why
I'd been imprisoned in a classroom - my mind floating with the sky.
Soon scholars transformed to prisoners while bandits became the brains
Impossible dreams and visions lived, through those they called insane
My vision burned with eyes shut, as imagination fed the flame
From then perception altered greatly while my eyes remained the same.
A bed time - at first a rule to live by, now signals my dreaming
A simple song - once a background, now the heart of my breathing
One who used to shed tears over reality, I now smiled
Dreams distort the reality of one whose heart becomes wild.
Michelle fell for a guy named Mikhail
Whose imagination is so fertile
She felt greatly loved
As she has been told
That her most beautiful curve was her smile.
My pen and my paper,
it's all that i need,
when i want to fuel minds,
and set sad souls free,
when I'm feeling depressed and lonely,
and my heart begins to bleed,
I drop ink on my paper pad,
and my pen begins to lead.
It leads me away from reality,
the sadness, spite, and greed,
it takes me away to a far away place
where there is no want or need.
There are no limits or boundaries,
my imagination is set free,
if only life were as easy,
we'd all be happy, and carefree.
Ever heard of tree called a poetree
It's branches are in rhyme for all to see
Each second and fourth branch
Many verses at a glance
To see it, imagination is surely the key
© Jack Ellison 2015
There once was a man,called Albert Einstein.
A thinker who's quotation, would define.
Something, he did acknowledge
More important than knowledge.
'Imagination' unspoken divine.
Albert Einstein's Quote.
Imagination is more important than knowledge.
4/ 25/ 2015.