they are masters of mopetry
and muppetry
and the wispiest whispers
and whims of clouds.
they chalk out loud
in the brightest colors
and sing their scales
in sorrowed sway.
they carve their names
in bark, not bite, and
right their souls by
sky’s swollen heartbeat.
they eat brambleberries
by the clawful, awfully
glad the world’s far below;
they know this day
will come, and go and leave
them more (and less) the same,
named something smaller
but slightly more sane.
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So much love for this. 🙂
My faves:
“they chalk out loud
in the brightest colors”
“they carve their names
in bark”
“they eat brambleberries
by the clawful, awfully”
“something smaller
but slightly more sane”
they chalk out loud
in the brightest colors
and sing their scales
in sorrowed sway.
Fabulous.
I love this so much! The title is awesome. I see this as a delightful children’s book!