Wednesday, April 3, 2013

My Carpet

   An eruption of inspiration,
Lights up my seething mind.
   Carrying my carpet away,
On a swift breeze.
   Bound for anywhere,
But here.

My friends joke that my mind is like a flying carpet, flitting here and there at its whim (and often leaving the safety of my head lol)!

I wrote the poem on the back of this painting I made. Hope you like it!



  1. I love this poem, and the painting~! Thanks so much for giving them to me~! :D

  2. Wow I'm really impressed little sister you have a gift with words:)