02 June 2006

              When I Was Little

              Dragons used to dance in the sky,
              and strange animals stretched as far as the eye
              could see, cotton white against brilliant blue.
              They would not speak, but I saw them going through
              their lazy movements, changing shape with the wind,
              sometimes disappearing, then reappearing,
              sometimes looking down to watch us crawling
              about on earth. They knew we wouldn’t notice.
posted by Gilbert at Friday, June 02, 2006


Blogger dsnake1 said...

yeah, dragons, and rabbits and snakes and chariots, our young imagination was that boundless.

one of your rare attempts at end-rhymes?
like your last line >>They knew we wouldn’t notice :)

June 02, 2006  
Blogger MB said...

I like how you broke the sentences over the back of the rhymes.

June 02, 2006  
Blogger the cloned corpse of marcus tal said...

A fine poem as ever Gilbert!

Kind Regards

June 10, 2006  

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