Anything But School
I don't know why I have to go, but mom says I do. Why do I have to learn so much about this world so blue.
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I don't know why I have to go, but mom says I do. Why do I have to learn so much about this world so blue.
Lying in the grass looking up... Oh how I wish I could fly. I want to get closer to the twinkling, blinking specks in the sky. There are way too many to count as the night goes by.
Daydreaming in the night The sun is shining…. Not a cloud in the sky Endless meadows… With an array of sweet smelling flowers And u sitting under a tree… Reading a book perhaps.
“You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension: a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind.
No matter how Alone you feel The crescendos will still Rise to greet you. Off in the west Pure ethereal The Ships and Stars Wait to greet you.
Tipsy turvy Wobbly, curvy, Upside down, Wrong way round. Why oh why. Can't puppies fly. Furniture on ceilings, Opposite feelings. Upside down, I never frown. Limits go, Things just flow.
A child's imagination. Could teach so many lessons. To so many nations. Willing or not. Because kids get what they want. Every time they want it. And parents can't resist.
#adventchallenge. It's the time of year. For the snow to fall. The kids get so excited. There gonna have a ball. As soon as it starts to stick. Their hats and coats go on. Out into that cold blanket.
Little things I told my kids that are not true But keeps them smiling And I will share them with you I told my kids that when you are feeling blue Raise your hands up and wiggle around We all do it...
Only when the time is right. And deep inside the darkest night. When the temperature is low. Does he come out to say hello. He's only small and very slim. Blue in colour, spindly limbed.
#10wordchallenge. Like a LURE,. The sound of RAIN,. A sound so pure,. I go to the WINDOW again,. The rain wasn't present,. The pitter patter against the frame,. Was a GLITTER flurry on its decent,.
The storm , unexpectedly, came crashing in, And I was born, into love, yes, into poverty, certainly, but into, Happiness.
Imagine a world, Where unicorns exist. Fairies are real, As small as your fist. Think of a world, With dragons up above. Right before your eyes, As you gaze up with love.
I watched the sun touch the sea, Turning reddish as it drowned.. I warm myself and sip coffee, Like a king who's just been crowned.. Yet I wait for the night to fall, And The moon to light the sky..
I lay in my bed. and I stare into space. Eyes open, mind shut. Not asleep nor awake. My deep inner conscience. Rarely woken, disturbed. Knows all my dark secrets. Pictures and words.
*inspired by a a place my dad told me to go whenever I felt sad Neverland is your home When you're there you are never alone It's your own personal space Nothing to it equates It's a place that you...
If I were to put an ink stain,. On an A4 page all nice and plain,. On one half all my words,. Beautiful things like rainbows and birds,. Positive words and phrases,.
Write me a poem,. Or write me a song,. I don't care if it's short,. Or massive and long,. I just need words,. With rhythm and rhyme,. I need a special piece,. Something to stop time,.
#adventchallenge A million baby snowmen, float gently to the ground; So innocent and magical, they make not a single sound.
How did you get there, way up high; Floating through the air, in the concrete sky. Hold on tight, and don't let go. What's your story, maybe we'll never know.
A chat with my daughter can be such a hoot Wondering if an elephant Could use his trunk as a flute. But he couldn't I tell her, there's just no way.
Trundling along the road Under a moonlit sky I am a hedgehog, small and spiky Who wishes he could fly You see it can be rather hard In this hedgehog life of mine Because that horrid old badger Can...
Hello again, today is Monday, November 26, 2012. How far have you ever pushed your imagination. Have you pushed to the brink of its limits. When I want to imagine something I close my eyes.
What colour would be your choice.