Monday, December 6, 2010

Bedtime Stories - Jingle Poetry Potluck


Somewhere out in Nowhere Land a songbird waits for me,
And sings of things that never were, and that will never be.
I’m smitten with the music that he warbles sweet and clear.
He’s in the treetops high above, and yet he sounds so near;
And if I close my eyes and rest
I feel wings flutter in my chest
And magic places far away in space and time seem near,
Like they’re more real than my home, and what’s around me here.

Princes bright and dragons bold fight battles round my bed,
And giant ogres want to grind my bones to make their bread.
Witches cackle, donkeys bray and cats wear leather boots,
Children run through forests, and play tunes on magic flutes.
Then knights and trolls and goats come out to skip across the floor,
And Irish women selling clams clap hands and call for more.
So bears and pigs and wolves join paws and dance ‘round in a ring,
And mermaids swim up to the shore to hear the sirens sing.
Old men grow young, and strong and straight,
Whilst black birds argue and debate.

And it does not seem strange to me; I do not feel perplexed.
I shake my head and laugh and wait, to see what happens next.
Then the moon smiles down at me and asks me to come swim.
The stars agree. ”The air is fine,” they say, ”so come on in.”
I dip my toe into the sky, and it does feel just right
And so I close my eyes and dive head-long in to the night.

15 comments:

  1. Love those last lines, Mary - I know that feeling!

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  2. normal reactions,
    stay cool.
    lovely entry.

    A+

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  3. Made me feel like I was catching up to all the nursery rhymes I never heard. Thanks, it put me in a great place!

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  4. Thank you Eric - I enjoyed your 'bubba' post as well.

    Jingle - Thanks - am very cool here (winter has set in with a vengence), and thanks for all you do!

    Booguloo - Thank you. I enjoyed your entry as well. Very sorry you never got to hear all the nursery rhymes as a little one.

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  5. I love the idea of tipping your toes into the sky and diving head-long in the wind. You took me to a magical place. Thanks! :-)

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  6. Thank you Flying Monkey! I'm so glad you came along!

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  7. this is so fun! mine's here-http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/01/15/head/

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  8. Nice dream, detailed, awesome read! Thanks
    http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/

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  9. Thank you Fiveloaf and Lynnaima. I will check your poems as well. Cheers!

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  10. Thanks Jingle. Thank you for the suggestion as well.

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  11. Lovely! It's wonderful to anticipate a night of beautiful dreams...

    My potluck: so maybe

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  12. Thank you Talon - straight from all the old stories :o)

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  13. Creepy.....
    So many shades blended into one.. eh? Almost like a fairy tale.. Alice in "Maryland" maybe..?

    Love MyD xox

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  14. Hahahaha! That's great Olivia! Yes, I tried to weave in all the childhood fairy tales and stories I could remember, from the Brothers' Grimm to Arthurian legend, to the sirens. :o)

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