Tuesday, November 10, 2009

A Thumb-Twiddle Fiddler-Riddle...


"If a scribble 'aint a scribble would the answer make you dribble if you asked it what is was when it wasn't?"

...mmm, I don't know either, but it popped into my head just now and had the pretty cadences of a riddle worth a scribble. Gotta love the "iddles" fun for when you're sitting at school idle, just pondering and wondering and staring at the table.
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The Storyteller

Light a fire, sparks chase each
Other,
Wonder is twisted and imagination takes
Over.

Smoke of reality, watch it drift to the
Sky,
Let it curl though your fingers to whisper
Goodbye.

Joyless heart soars as a new thought is
Freed,
Buried in possibility like a just-planted
Seed.

See the watercolour dreams of a handwritten
Grace,
Far off starry lights burn softly in
Space.

You may open the door, but only peep
In,
This is the place where stories
Begin...
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May your day be a riddle with an amusing twist!
Best of luck,
Leah Mae :)

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