If I was summoned to create a treasure, I would take:
the calming sound of a clock
ticking right in your ear,reminding you
it’s only a minute away from happiness.
The creativity that you
had as as kid,coming back
and joining you in your creative path.
The toys you treasured and
promised you’d never forget about,
making shore you’d kept your promise.
The clear blue sky and the clouds
that you and your friends watched as kids,
coming back and recreating the things you saw.
I have never climbed Mount Everest but I have climbed up the bunk bed’s steps.
I have never built a skyscraper but I have built a small snowman in my garden on Christmas Eve.
I have never made a wedding cake for a royal but I have baked a luxurious lemon drizzle cake for my Nan.
I have never been to Antarctica but I have been to snowy Scotland.
I have never ran a long marathon for a golden trophy but I have ran a race against my silly siblings for the last ice cream.
I have never stayed up all night but I have stayed up later then I should do.
I have never been in a time machine but I have watched the Doctor on TV do so.
I have never ridden on a magical unicorn but I have ridden on a dopey donkey on the beach in Waymoth.
I have never ran bare foot in the desert but I have ran after my dogs in my green garden.
Open the fiery red door,
maybe it’s that one person
that makes you angry disappearing
in front of your very face or Maybe them
scary clown masks that scared you as a kid.
Open the pastel purple door,
maybe it’s that bunch of verbena that you ordered
or maybe it’s that dress that your sister first modelled in.
Open that pink door,
maybe it’s that surfboard you always wanted
or that little blossom tree that you go to when your sad.
In a room of of clocks,
Time stood still.
In a room of shops,
I felt a great sensation of thrill.
In a room of trampolines,
I felt the need to bounce.
In a room full of cats,
They all felt the need to pounce.
In a room full of snow,
But this time I didn’t know.
I want to paint…
I want to paint
the star-soaked skies that blanket over the rivers and lakes of the world, a cat leaping over the hazel, rugged fence chasing a squirrel, a wooden, brown boat glimmering above the sky blue waters, the calm, gentle waves flowing throughout the entirety of the planet, a red, Lamborghini that races over the motorway roaring past all the other street cars on a family holiday, the taste of scarlet strawberries, taste bud tickling.
I want to paint
the red heart of a beautiful, pretty flower flowing throughout the wind dancing to the music from the beats in the car music, a shop standing in the middle of the roundabout that all of the cars drive around shimmering in the glimmering sunshine, a castle on top of the hill high above all of the university so everyone can see it shining through the clouds.
I want to paint
the green trees flowing throughout the entirety of the world glimmering so the other side of the world can see it. I want to paint the voice of a talking fox communicating with its friends and family. I want to paint a person swimming in a beautiful ocean that is famous and set a brand new world record for the whole university to try and beat. I want to paint the sound of a hawk screeching mid flying through the air gliding to tree from tree.
I want to paint the end of this poem.
I want to paint…
I want to paint
the star-soaked skies that blanket over the rivers and lakes of the world, a cat leaping over the hazel, rugged fence chasing a squirrel, a wooden, brown boat glimmering above the sky blue waters, the calm, gentle waves flowing throughout the entirety of the planet, a red, Lamborghini that races over the motorway roaring past all the other street cars on a family holiday, the taste of scarlet strawberries, taste bud tickling.
I want to paint
the red heart of a beautiful, pretty flower flowing throughout the wind dancing to the music from the beats in the car music, a shop standing in the middle of the roundabout that all of the cars drive around shimmering in the glimmering sunshine, a castle on top of the hill high above all of the university so everyone can see it shining through the clouds.
I want to paint
the green trees flowing throughout the entirety of the world glimmering so the other side of the world can see it. I want to paint the voice of a talking fox communicating with its friends and family. I want to paint a person swimming in a beautiful ocean that is famous and set a brand new world record for the whole university to try and beat. I want to paint the sound of a hawk screeching mid flying through the air gliding to tree from tree.
I want to paint the end of this poem.
I want to paint the depths of the ocean with wood scattered around like jigsaw pieces,
Fun times
The wind traveled faster than lightning and the sky ship zoomed even faster. The rain dripped intensely as asha put her hand out to feel the rain and then felt a rush of a home sensation. Asha had always had a passion for flying her own jet or a plane or even a helicopter but hated the landing part.There was five more minutes until they had to land.
Who is that – episode 2
The captain yelled “ Oh no we have an uninvited storm coming our way. Hold on to something attached to the sky ship so you don’t fly with the wind. oh wait just go hide in the undership compartment.” Asha had just noticed the little cabinet open a slight bit. She walked forwards towards the cabinet, as the voice in her head to not to do it. She bent to the floor as she was about to open the cabinet somebody opened it but who was it. “Boo!” Her best friend popped out of the cabinet “ did you miss me “ her bestie Hannah said as she overflowed with laughter.
The last stop – episode 3
“Hanna I don’t know if you heard but there’s a storm coming our way so let’s go in the bedroom there’s a undership compartment under the bed.” “Of course out of all people this happens to us wait what if we die or something” Hannah sad wile pasting in a paranoid way.
“Shut up think of the positive things we don’t need you having another panic attack like last weekend.” Asha said calmly.
“GIRLS HELP ME THE WIND IS TACKING ME WITH IT!” Screamed the captain in utter shock.
The crash – episode 4 (the last episode)
“Ash please please please tell me we didn’t just cra- Ash your nose and forehead are bleeding are you ok?” Hannah said worriedly.
“Ye I’m fine Hannah and don’t freak out but we did kind of crash” Asha explained. The girls got up and cleaned themselves up. They decided that Hannah would call the taxi and Asha would pay. Hannah and Asha knew that Asha’s dad lived close by so they told the taxi the address. Asha’s dad drove them home and the girls rushed to Hannah’s house. The pair didn’t go flying for a long wile.
Galacus stared puzzled at the humungous sky ship that was attached to a rope keeping it from floating higher and higher, eager to be free the sky ship shook and wobbled. “Glacier!”, shouted Galacus as he stumbled on to the sky ship , waiting to see his twin sisters tall- slim – self. As soon as Glacier saw her twin brother she squealed with joy , explaining that they were both going on an amazingly wonderful sky ship adventure to find … there long lost triplet.
what is silver? The promise ring you give your best friend.
what is gold? The ring that you receive during marriage.
what is clear? The rain drops that race down your window.
what is opaque? Some are big some are small you can’t see through a brick wall.
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