rocketships and dragons


The boy sits in his small school desk tapping,
a rolling of all fingers,
a drumming-marching-rolling motion,
in beat to an imaginary army.
He squirms in his chair.
The teacher’s voice drones on as the boy
daydreams to the moon and back,
visions of little Jackie Paper and his pal Puff,
on billowed wings. . . and other fancy stuff
dance in his head . . . .

“Jamie! . . . . .Jamie, Are you listening?”
“What . . . . Yes Mrs. Jones.”
“Oh . . . . the answer is eight. . . . four plus two is
eight.”
“Yes. . . . . I will pay attention next time”

A ratta-tat-tat-tapping again,
a wiggling-jiggling-shaking, his leg’s
in motion as the teachers voice
fades into the sound of the rocket blasting
off. . . . blasting off to a day-dreamy
journey to the moon. . . .


June 30, 2003

Puff the Magic Dragon....a GREAT song....I would much rather day dream to that song and ratta-tat-tat and fade out than listen to a teacher any time....I LOVE it....4 + 2 = 8:D

In fact, I DID often.....in school.....and often got caught off guard by the teacher....:( Thanks James...very creative....

I appreciate it.

It looks like we are the only people that post in the poetry section.

Maybe we need a challeng or something because I know there are a lot of creative types posting here.

HEY POETS....Come out come out where ever you are!!! Olie Olie Oxen Free!

The 4 + 2 was a mistake, I guess it fits though.

Oh I THOUGHT it was supposed to be there as a mistake....:)

Yes would all poets please start posting here??? For example how about Mary or Mechelle???? Any others we don't know about??? :D