Daymer Dreams
We may be missing so many different things at the moment but in our mind’s eye we can go wherever we please through the portal of imaginings and be at one with those places closest to our hearts ♥️
Posts tagged ‘imagination’
Pareidolia
What do you see when you look in the sky?
What shapes do you see when you gaze on up high?
What images run amok in your head
As your mind’s eye takes control to lead – not be led
What beasts rear their heads? What creatures appear?
What visions unfold as you stare and you peer?
For do your see this or do you see that?
An elephant, penguin or even a cat?
A car on heaven’s highway; a train or a fleet
Of circus trucks in the ether; even a cold ice cream treat
Or a smile or some glimmer of a face to behold?
What forms kiss your eyes as clouds roll and unfold?
Or is this a trick of the mind saying ‘boo’!
As skies overhead fly on by over you
Conjuring up mental images, ambiguous stimuli
With subcortical might that identifies
Pareidolia; illusions; tripped senses in thin air
Making something from nothing that’s simply not there
Picture from @Richardesty on Twitter (used with permission)
The Box
A box; to you and me a cardboard box
But to him a box of dreams
A vessel where he could be all
And everything it seems
A box with sails to float away
A den or hideaway
Or on its end a drum to beat
Or a car in which to play
Or furthermore when painted up
A house or fortress thing
Or a box to make a theatre with
Hosting puppets on strings
A box to build a Tardis with
To fly to far off galaxies
Or make a magic chair out of
So many possibilities
For to you and me a cardboard box
But to him, a small small boy
With imagination on his side
It is his greatest toy
And yet as boy grows old and moves
Into the adult years
The box is just a cardboard box
A vessel that appears
To fulfil its job to fetch and sort
But no-more full of hope
Or adventures, games and challenges
On what is a slippery slope
Into the realms of lost vision
A place called reality
That stifles imagination
Shackles creativity
The box a simple cube of sorts
Where usefulness construes
A practical solution that
Constrains altitude views
And so the box, the simple box
Loses capacity
To open up the world to glance
At all there is to see
The Dressing Up Box
In the under stairs cupboard
In a chest made of wood
There are worlds to explore
Imagination’s goods
There’s a gateway to kingdoms
To be somebody new
A place that transforms me
From myself and you too
I can be a princess, a doctor,
A captain at the helm~
A goblin, a fireman,
A knight of the realm
A box that transports me
From here out to there
In an instant departing
Without any cares
A trunk that removes me
To lands far away
On adventures of make believe
In exploratory play
For this chasm in the closet
Is a portal; a door
That goes past the dressing up box
To just so – so much more
A Penguin Is Dancing
In the light of the moon
Neath the branch of a tree
A penguin is dancing
Whilst having his tea
And reading the paper
Whilst stoking the fire
Next to Panda on bamboo
And Tiger in mire
In the distance a cuckoo
Sings loud from the nest
Of another; an eagle
Now driving out West
Towards song of a dolphin
Out in ocean’s bay
Midst pirates and mermaids
Under rainbows they say
And frogs and princesses
And all the King’s men
The goblins and unicorns
And little red hen
Run free and unchecked
For in this puerile soup
Fantastical nonsense fuels
Imagination’s hoop
The hoop to have fun with
The hoop that goes round
The hoop that elicits
The world underground
In the depths of our dreamlands
Our hopes and insights
Imaginings from childhood
Where wonder beams bright
Approximate representation of a fantasy world at watercolor painting. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Imagination’s Tide
Come ride imagination’s
Magic Carpet for a day
Come fly above the world and drift
A million miles away
Come to the place you want to go
The place you love the best
Come delve into the pot of dreams
Where mind’s fancy takes no rest
Come sail the furthest oceans
And climb the highest hills
Come wander down green valleys
Or raft white water’s thrills
Come explore the deepest jungle
Where the leopard lies in wait
Come walk through any city with
Fresh eyes on scenes so great
Come scale through desert yonder
Seek oasis to inspire
Come visit space, the universe
Stars and planets set on fire
Come soar across the south pole
Follow penguins one by one
Come swim aboard a dolphin’s back
Bask with turtles in the sun
Come do all of this and more
Seek cross the world so wide
Come ride my magic carpet
On imagination’s tide
Imagination’s Fayre
Sow the seeds of magic
To warm and incubate
And there will be a tree that grows
So mighty and so great
A tree that buds so brightly
With petals and full blooms
With flowers that herald wonder
And exotic perfumes
A harbinger of feathered flock
With plumes of vibrancy
To take flight into distant lands
For hope’s vivacity
A tree that will outlast the years
Laden full with fruit so rare
And pods of inspiration’s dreams
Imagination’s fayre
Magical Colorful Sunset Tree Silhouette (Photo credit: Striking Photography by Bo Insogna)
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