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| Clouds in a Child's Mind | |
| By mishmish | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 10 September 2006 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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This poem was inspired by watching my nephews and their friends as they sat on the grass staring up at the sky. I asked them what they were looking at, and they pointed to the clouds and described them in the ways I have in this poem. Comments always appreciated. In the clouds In the sky Thoughts are lost Cares forgotten Beyond the clouds So charmed, so light Dance other things They come from magic sands A four leaf clover for luck A charm to love Twinkle, dance and soar above The things that dance I may recall Be them princesses Multi-coloured birds or enchanted castles Are never small Large, enormous their widths Expand and spread to infinity To touch the hearts of children Who rest upon the grass below and stare up at blue skies Oh, to be a child once more Sweet innocence lost Never to be returned Cares are left behind Thoughts of the cruel world Filter from their minds To lose themselves in Space In another time The greys, the silvers and blues Merge together as one giant hue Dragons and creatures prowl the skies Taking a child’s imagination To its limits The slow consciousness As the child glides back to earth Victorious after the dreaded slaughter Of the dragons in the clouds Back to reality To hear the school bell Ring out And school starts once again.
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: Why are you called Mishmish? I like your name. I liked your poem. I imagined that I was a fairy flying through the clouds, twinkling, dancing and soaring above the world, leaving my worries behind (I didn't know what "cares" were but I think they are worries.) I was a bit worried about being lost in space in case I couldn't come back again. I liked your colours of the skies, but I didn't like to think that dragons and horrible creatures would prowl the sky and eat me. I liked the bit about coming back to earth and to my school friends again. Thank you for your nice poem. 
great work.
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