Sunday, March 6, 2011

Monday's Child #36


Under filtered yellow light
A story begins to form
Inside the mind of this small child
The world begins to swarm

Tendrils flowing forth at once
Like vines on crazy plants
Winding here and winding there
Imagination starts

Reality slips away so quick
In pillows soft and fluffy
Sleeping Beauty entralls the mind
Child sleeping that’s a toughie


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9 comments:

  1. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallMarch 6, 2011 at 8:39 PM

    love it.

    stories form from imaginations.

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  2. Catherine DentonMarch 6, 2011 at 9:27 PM

    I'm the worst at falling asleep when I'm in the middle of a good story; so I completely identify with this child being tough to put to sleep!
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  3. Madeleine Begun KaneMarch 7, 2011 at 1:16 AM

    Very well expressed.

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  4. ElaineMarch 7, 2011 at 5:32 AM

    Love this Lisa...especially the last line. So true!

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  5. DeborahMarch 7, 2011 at 10:47 AM

    I loved this, beautifully written :o)

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  6. Sherry March 7, 2011 at 12:47 PM

    Sweet! xo

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  7. signed...bkmMarch 7, 2011 at 4:45 PM

    What a darling cute rhyme for this picture...nice to meet you here at Monday's Child and let me say you blog is just Lovely...bkm

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  8. lissaMarch 9, 2011 at 11:17 AM

    wonderful take on the prompt. have a lovely day.

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  9. LynMarch 9, 2011 at 1:35 PM

    Lovely, sweet little rhyme..so comfortable!!

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