There's fancy lights dancing
on the wings of the plane.
Can't talk to anyone about them
or else they'll think me insane.
Captain Kirk called attention
to the creature on the wing.
Turned out to be
quite a perilous thing.
There's fancy lights dancing
on the wings of the plane.
Can't talk to anyone about them
or else they'll think me insane.
Is it just my perception
or mere imagination
These lights I see
dancing before me?
Not time for consternation
Just joyful exaltation
to watch these funny faeries at play.
Sit quiet and enjoy them
Don't let anyone deploy them
As that might well end in dismay.
There's fancy lights dancing
on the wings of the plane.
Can't talk to anyone about them
or else they'll think me insane.
Whether altered perception
or imaginative deception
It really doesn't matter to me.
I know I see what I see.
Showing posts with label imagination. Show all posts
Showing posts with label imagination. Show all posts
Monday, August 12, 2013
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
As Good as Gold
On the fifth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Five Gold Rings
Four calling birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtledoves
and a Partridge in a Pear tree.
I am in shock
I am in awe
I am in love with you
My love you are quite true
I will even forgive you
for continuing to bring
all those birds that sing
and other silly things
I never expected
Five Gold Rings
I never expected anything
The fine feathered menagerie
Made me believe you didn't care for me
Now I realize your creativity
An elaborate distraction's what this had to be
Why else would my true love give to me
all those creatures consistently
The game is over
Your plan succeeds
You are my true love
Yes indeed
No other tokens do I need
The silliness of feathered gifts
The plan to get me nice and miffed
All that you did
And now it's done
This game my love has been quite fun
As for other gifts
I don't need one
You've done more than enough and then some
My true love gave to me
Five Gold Rings
Four calling birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtledoves
and a Partridge in a Pear tree.
I am in shock
I am in awe
I am in love with you
My love you are quite true
I will even forgive you
for continuing to bring
all those birds that sing
and other silly things
I never expected
Five Gold Rings
I never expected anything
The fine feathered menagerie
Made me believe you didn't care for me
Now I realize your creativity
An elaborate distraction's what this had to be
Why else would my true love give to me
all those creatures consistently
The game is over
Your plan succeeds
You are my true love
Yes indeed
No other tokens do I need
The silliness of feathered gifts
The plan to get me nice and miffed
All that you did
And now it's done
This game my love has been quite fun
As for other gifts
I don't need one
You've done more than enough and then some
Labels:
12 days of Christmas,
birds,
Christmas,
Christmas song,
emotion,
imagination,
laughter
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
THERE IS NO ESCAPE FROM THE STORM
It’s wet and cold, it’s
dreary and dark.
The lightening flashes an
evil spark.
The thunder roars with a
lion’s temper.
The raindrops fall in tempo.
The storm is approaching
little by little
It takes it’s own sweet time.
The storm is coming it’s
gradually coming
To keep the world in
darkness.
It’s wet and cold dark and
dreary;
It’s coming to blot out the
sun.
There’s no way to stop it,
There’s no place to run
The storm will Always find
you.
It has no shape.
It has no form.
It’ll come at anytime.
The storm is approaching the
young and the old
It doesn’t matter who you
are.
It’s coming to find you. It
always will.
It’s coming to take you. It
always does.
Its fury will find you and
take you away;
There is no resistance that
you can use
It takes you and then-
Labels:
growth,
hope,
identity,
imagination,
individuality,
life,
loneliness,
love,
our future,
people,
reality,
sorrow,
spirit
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Element of Space
The huge cube stood flat on the ground
Smooth and Black
Standing next to it confident and strong
The Beauty climbed the ladder towards the top.
A space odyssey
Domineering it's place.
Big, Black, Blank;
Harnessed power of a thousand ponies
Burning inside.
Time stands still.
Bursting with internal light
Stars take flight
How high does the ladder go?
The beauty will seek,
Climbing until once again
Smooth and Black,
Harnessed power,
Burning inside
The huge cube stands flat on the ground.
Labels:
fantasy,
growth,
imagination,
individuality,
people,
triumph
Monday, August 8, 2011
SHORT TRIP
Once while I was walking around I swore I heard a checkered bird call my by my nick-name., Yoli was the sound I heard I blinked and on the ground I found tiny prints and peacock feathers golden puddles and scribbled letters but the bird had disappeared. I closed my eyes and cleaned my ears.
I took a walk into nowhere. I‘m certain of that fact on the return path I saw a finch with a purple cap. I blinked once then once again he didn’t disappear. At least until I thought to take a chance and venture nearer.
Yes I took a walk in to nowhere and no one can tell me I didn’t, but whether or not I’ve returned again I really cannot say. It’s been fun I guess, but maybe just to see I think I’ll walk the other way to see what’s there for me.
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