ocean & swing
a book of poems and illustrations. unpublished
The sky's getting bluer
           I take deep breath in,
I jump in the ocean,
     I swing with the swing.
Today I'll be seaweed - Tomorrow the wind,
           Because there is ocean,
                      The ocean and swing.

         Ride my bike up to the sky,
         I will kiss my room good-bye.
                     I will fly above the rooftops-
                     picking apples from the trees.
         And when sun tells me it's noon-
         I will head up towards the moon.
                     Have a picnic,
                     Chase the stars,
                          Watch the earth spin from afar...
I wonder who
         and why
                  and where
Had made up rules on what to wear...
And how to play,
And what to eat,
And whom to like,
And how to be...
            Because when I got up today,
            I thought that it might be ok
            To paint my shoes bright-sparkly-red
            And only make half of my bed,

And hop one legged down the street,
Smiling at people that I meet...

I find I'm always on the go,
And she's on the fly
He's on the swing,
They're on the run,
But sometimes being still is fun.