Time goes by wherever you are
Dreams can be your guiding star
Windmill, windmill, fly me away
Show me the way, take me today
Windmill, windmill, my heart is yearning
All the while the world is turning
There are so many things I want to see
Longing for love and a chance to be free
Windmill take me away.
~
DSW20
3 comments:
I love your starmobile. It made me think of a silly poem I wrote last week. It went like this:
Once I dreamed I was in the anywhen,
the anytime before time,
transported on a wisp of rarefied air
in a stratospherian starmobile.
I was fleet of foot and keen of eye,
acknowledged ruler in the anywhen.
My weskit, made of ear of Peruvian
yak and hump of Egyptian camel
protected me from marauding
starchasers and I explored from
the somewhy to the anywhy, taking
notes in my hand-held keeptracker. It
was a glorious spacetrek until a rogue
rocket wrecked my starmobile and I
fell kerplop into my bunk bed.
SIGH
Your poem is lovely and picture wonderful 😍
How fabulous, Deann - your 'windmill' is just a hoot, and I'm loving the steampunkery whimsy of it all. That elephant must be having a blast! Beautiful poem to accompany it all, as well - you are truly the Renaissance artist... xo
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