Poetry

storybook

((still a work in progress:))

Through the air, we soar

higher and higher above the floor

on creatures that spit fire

we fly higher

I'm riding a green, scaled dragon

Now I riding in a wagon

with rosy cheeks and pampered face

I am suddenly called his grace

a princess called on by the court

and suddenly I have a ton of escorts

suddenly I'm a pig who accidentally snorts

all the other farm animals laugh at me

even all the fleas and the bees

but luckily a spider called Sharlet still calls me love

even while I'm rolling in the mud

suddenly I turn into a rosebud

concealed in a glass case

and controlled by a man with a monstrous face

but a girl in a yellow dress saves all

and my petals no longer fall

suddenly I wake from a loud call

realising it was all just a wonderland made by sleep

a dream I fell into just by counting sheep

I pull the covers over my face

and wish to escape again into that dream place