I tried to pick
A moon beam
From the rug
Where it lay
Slipped right
Through my fingers
Went on its merry way
I thought of fairies
Star dust
About children
Who have an octopus
For a pet
Rainbows
And wishes
I clapped my hands for Tinkerbell
I searched for the rainbow
I gathered stardust in buckets
I cried for the children
Then with only love
And a little magic
I caught a moonbeam
For Open Link at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
Inspired by Brian Miller's Who Can Tame The Tides//"
a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
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Monday, July 21, 2014
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Beneath My Bed...
lurks some unknown
It still is there
Although I'm grown.
From sound sleep
I will wake
If I reach the edge
My life's at stake
I know it's crazy
But it's also real
There no controlling
How I feel.
Boogeyman
Unknown fear
Waits all night
For parts to appear
If I jump
Not wide enough
I run the chance
Of getting snuffed.
Boogeymen and scores unseen
Wait beneath my bed
"They like the tender ones,"
My sister always said.
dVerse Poets Pub with a challenge from Brian Miller this week. Reveal your monsters and enjoy the fun.
It still is there
Although I'm grown.
From sound sleep
I will wake
If I reach the edge
My life's at stake
I know it's crazy
But it's also real
There no controlling
How I feel.
Boogeyman
Unknown fear
Waits all night
For parts to appear
If I jump
Not wide enough
I run the chance
Of getting snuffed.
Boogeymen and scores unseen
Wait beneath my bed
"They like the tender ones,"
My sister always said.
dVerse Poets Pub with a challenge from Brian Miller this week. Reveal your monsters and enjoy the fun.
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