Dream

Dream

 

I’ve been having euphoric dreams of bubbly clear ponds an d lush fields of green

and I saw a pretty boy singing with a mandolin-

he was sharing a song with a ripe colorful smuggish grin

 

when I walked and set foot into the pond I noticed dozens of shimmering fish,

casting light like mother of pearl and so I made a wish

 

I’d tell you what it was but that would defeat the purpose so…

I’ve locked this dream away in my closet and made a friend of the beau

 

I’ve made it my home I return to every night

to wash away the burden of my life of black and white

 

©copyright Kyanna Kitt

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A Twisted Tale

Prompt 7: Nonesense/ Madness

Prompt 7: Jabberwocky

“A Twisted Tale” by Kyanna Kitt

poking her umbrella

through the overhead pond

jumping down to get up

high enough

to catch a fish

for the fire-

It’s is dinner time after all.

Drops of water leaving

the river,

dancing as they glob

and mate together…

Plop-

she got one plump sword fish

perfect for tree fights

Lord knows those thing

would take your head off

if you weren’t looking at them.

She placed the fish into

her bejeweled scabbard

and rustled through the

topsy turvy trees

The trick to going unnoticed

amongst trees?

Peanut butter!

Why else would thick

glops of the that gunk be

entangled into her short

coily hair.

As she jumped

out of the woods

heading to the village.

Colorful cottage.

She pulled out a thick

strand of ribbon

perfect wind catcher-

It blew her smack into

the front door of her home.

She happily skipped inside

throwing her catch to the

fire and swirling down the

stairs to the roof top to

meet her parents who were

already gone to beddy byes.

She slid into a boat that was

in the river adjacent to their

home as it tried to escape

so that she too could-

now covered in plops of white fleece

that was raining from the sky

meet her dream fantasy

©copyright Kyanna Kitt