Zing

[MystyrMystyry]

I turns on the tap
A spray of colours
Swirls round the sink
I follows it down
To see where it goes

Lands in a bubbly lake
Atop a montain
Fed by mists
And drained by
Sparkling waterfalls
So I takes a dive
Down down down
In a frothy wave

Splash!

I looks around
Tiny eyes peers back
Through flickering leaves
Jigsaw jungle

I swims a bit
And climbs ashore
Where I spies a
Bicycle with square wheels
To counteract the rocky path

Leading to a grassy hut

Inside is full of
A thousand
Ticking clocks
And at the stroke
They all goes off
In a gongular din

As a flock of silver birds
Asleep in the trees
Bursts out and
Flutters about
Adding its own
Squawky cacophony

The clocks settle
And the flock sleeps

I gets back on the bike
To continue the path
But it's a figure eight
Back to where I was

Straight into the river

Other side has one too
So I rides up
And pedals in slow mo
Making my way into
Dappled greens

Toward another hut

Inside of which
Is night or
Spectral space
And when the stars align

Supernovas explode

[Jerrybaldy]

Brilliant MM. What an astonishing imagination you have and what a gift for translating that on to the page. Reading this, I felt like a kid on a magical odyssey. You cant get much of a bigger ending than a supernova. Except several supernovas, as you closed with :)
Brilliant.

[Bar22do]

well, Jerry has taken words from my mouth; your world of imagination has endless riches - write children/adult stories, they'll have an timeless quality! and you'll become famous within months! am serious!
Great to read you

Bar

[Delta40]

I really enjoyed the ride MM and it can never be said too often that you have a colourful imagination.

[BookBeauty]

So many have used the word 'imaginative,' and I confess that it's the first word that took my mind when I read this. I think it's the greatest compliment, because the imagination is so expansive, and it encompasses all that is, and all that could be. I read this poem and I dream about washing paint down the sink, and imagining a fantasy world at the end of the drain pipe. To take the ordinary, and transform it to the extraordinary is a rare gift that should be cultivated. I am grateful to have been a part of it, through the reading of these verses. :)

[MystyrMystyry]

Thanks JB :)

[MystyrMystyry]

Thankyou Bar22do :)

[MystyrMystyry]

Thankyou Delta :)

[MystyrMystyry]

Thankyou BookBeauty :)

[aliengirl]

WOW!!!
Just want to say that I agree with all that is said above. You should write fantasy novels and they'll surely give Paolini a run for his money. ;) And one more thing, can I copy it for my little nephew. I'll give it to him when he visits next year. Hopefully he'll be able to read it himself by then.

[MystyrMystyry]

Thankyou Aliengirl :)