As a new blogger on the block and not too quick to grasp the techno stuff, I thought I’d be brave today and tackle something new -Friday Poetically with One Stop Poetry. The challenge to take as many words as possible from the poem, One Inch Tall by Shel Silverstein and put them into my own.
It’s quite mad but here goes.
If only teardrops could be magic
to dance yellow down red balloon cheeks
and turn sadness into sweet sunny rays.
Love would return blue skies
and the sound of delicious whispers
bring peaceful sleep and happy dreams.
From here, no green worms to wiggle,
or sour beans to be eaten,
only moon boats to ride
with friends, until morning returns
and more magic.