Land of Nod
Whilst softly sleeping in my room
A dream hath flown to me
Into my chambers sleeping mind
A mystic stands for me
He beckons me with arm outstretched
My fingers he doth seek
And sprinkles radiant crystal dust
Transformed we take the leap
To the land of Nod we fly
To see paths carved below
The visions cast afore our eyes
A quilt of patches sewn
A butterfly on golden wings
Becomes our gentle steed
A journey through this magic world
He only has to lead
Cream puff clouds a sweetness taste
A handful we did snatch
As we glide upon our way
Oh see that lemon grass!
Alight we do on Glycerin Sea
It giggles as we walk
We bounce our way to sugar shores
We roll and laugh a lot!
Seashells sugared cookie sweet
We pocket as we go
Gingerbread cars and gum drop tires
So much we can behold!
Aladdin’s carpet floats ahead
For us to take a seat
We climb on board and take a ride
We rise above blue streets
Unto the night we tarry on
O’er housetops as we go
Oh look there is ole crabby’s house
With his light aglow
What fun we had to tease the man
Until our parents told
We float afore my window pane
With little stars for steps
I quietly tip toe into bed
While all the others slept
Thank you mystic for my ride
I know it’s time to go
Until another dream doth come
Oh bother, mama’s crowed
Carolee Dennis-Woosley
August 8, 2012
xo Regis
Di
releasing lavender aroma
*Carol* awakening refreshed
Lady Vivian
Except for Ole Crabby's House - sounds like Ole Ed Matlack to me!
Holding my breath not to disturb anything
(even my mouth was open in amazement)
For a moment I was a little child again
You took my hand and leaded me to the Land of Nod
This was fantastic Carolee, you gave me back my childhood
Love ya!
Jane
For me, the key to the success of this poem is its crystal clear, concise imagery, which I have no doubt is an absolute treasure to children - and to me!
budd
Mark
Stay well and keep writing
Eddy
Deborah
I bow and tip my hat to you
Cyrano
Gail