Floating On Whimsy Poem by Nika McGuin

Floating On Whimsy



I remember
the day I captured the moon & sun
I tied them both together with a big long string
one that dangled from the heavens
right on down to earth

What I did next, might sound crazy
but I grabbed hold of that string with both hands
just as it was taking off, and there I was -
taking off too - floating on whimsy
letting it take me wherever it willed

Saturday, January 31, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: flying
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
written randomly off the top of my head
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 21 March 2015

Yes, it seems random and on the spur, but it's quite convincing. There's a lack of guile here that is charming. It's almost like a circus act, daring and bold, but there are nets below and trained staff to help. If the character lets go she'll have a team of support staff to help her. Whimsy, humor, comedy - they all share in a improvisatory, experimental, cooperative quality. Tragedy goes to the brink and often tumbles over, comedy dances on the edge but has sure footing, common sense and perfect balance.

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