Daydreaming
A Poem by Leslie L. Kinney,
inspired by the creative daydreams of the Thursday Troupe
The balloon has lifted
and floated away
It’s collecting our stories
in a daydreaming way…
So… Let us drift on this dream
and fly through the sky
to watch over the land
with the eagle on high
seeking Prince of the Brook
and faithful jaguar
guardians of all living here and afar.
Dream of the sea and the dolphins that swim with girls full of glitter
and sparkles within.
And the racetracks with horses,
so swift and so fleet
making friends with another
whose kisses are sweet.
Dream of more friendships
Beautiful Peacock, feathers a-blazing
and good-looking Zebra
whose stripes are amazing.
Elephant playful,
striped trunk and pink ears
who likes dance and music,
laughter, and cheers.
Dream of the past, of fathers long gone
and imagine reunion,
a quest and a song
that leads one out of the woods.
The path of love makes us strong.
Dream of rockstars and fans,
famous singers, voices that soar
with directors that hug us
and audience adore.
Good vibrations to dance to
on wings of song as a prayer,
puppets expressing
our hopes and our care.
Dream of flight once again
with a brave fairy king
seeking his queen
and a perfect wedding.
Alleluia is their song
celebrate we must
then join a dancing dog,
so loyal, full of trust.
Dreams make us laugh
there are comics galore,
some give you a pizza
they’re hard to ignore
with smart repartee,
many jokes are in store.
Dreaming, we are who we carry within
A woman of fashion, of courage and style
who strides up the runway
with glamorous smile.
A handsome dude narrator,
it isn’t a dream,
I am who I am, so it would seem.
Dream of the future but don’t get excited
just play it cool
’tis a gift that’s ignited
our imaginations and our deepest dreams
of friendships and kindness
that flow like the streams.
To care and be proud
of ourselves and each other
of our strength and our bravery
fires one cannot smother.
Helping and learning
seeking and yearning,
thoughtful and serious
silly and fun…
Balloons may descend,
our show’s had its run.
But these days of our dreaming
will never be done.