One More Magpie

I sit here in my suit

along with the rest,

trying to fit in.

Pretending to be a grown up,

I look down, concentrating

Do they guess the truth,

any of them?

Can they tell, in an unguarded moment

sparks could fly from my finger tips

and lightning bolts may shoot  out

through my skull

like electric blue hair

Do they know, with a blink and a wink

I could step into myth, step through time,

Climb over this lunch table,

up through the skylight,

past the Milky Way and on to infinity?

What’s holding me here

is so very tenuous,

I must look down, concentrating,

pretending to be a grown up,

trying to fit in

with the rest,

as I sit here in my suit

This picture prompt is from Magpie Tales, when can be found by clicking on the title.  The poem has also been submitted to Gooseberry Garden where you can read a variety of interesting poems.