A free bird leaps 
on the back of the wind   
and floats downstream   
till the current ends 
and dips his wing 

If you are very good I will give you:

A pillow of blue strawberries

A swimming pool of Haagen-Dasz

A mirror of imagination

A pocketful of yes’s

I saw three ships, three tall ships

Riding on the sea,

The waves quaked, and the fishes quaked,

And the wind sighed sorrowfully,

For on their decks, and in their holds,

A F Harrold

If you open up my skull

  You won’t see a brain in there,

underneath the skin and bone

  and bushy spreading hair

is something rather different,

Breathe

In.

Breathe

Out.

Gasp,

Sigh,

Scream,

Shout.

Spread your arms wide and smile

find yourself

find your style.

James Carter

 

A wolf once chanced upon a dog

outside the wild wood.

Cried Wolf, ‘And how are you today?’

Barked Dog, ‘Well, life is good:

Oh to be in Magherabeg

Where I was adult free

From sun up til head down,

Stomping through streams in worn out wellies,

Chasing rams down to the Swilly.

BOOKED

  You inspired me, he says. Pretty cool, huh?

Uh, I guess.

 

Ms Hardwick showed me your assignment. Magnificent!

BOOKED

   From your window

you watch

love

and happiness

sink

like twins

in quicksand

when

she drives

away,

leaving you

BOOKED

    The girls

let down

their ponytails

high-five

their coach,

then walk over

to shake

our sweaty palms

after beating us 

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