Hi to readers of Cielo old and new! As promised, while I work on bigger things, once every week or so I’m going to write a new story. For the fun of it, for a love of imagination. I hope you enjoy…
If I could I’d juggle ideas.
Under a tree, where nobody sees or hears.
If I could I’d juggle dreams.
Leave them up there,
hanging on the breeze.
Let them fall, and burst open,
scuttling, boasting, inspiring –
If I could I’d juggle an octopus, one tentacle after another,
while its free limbs rolled out, embracing,
If I could I’d juggle my life,
put everything up there.
All my victories and strife,
my fears, all my cares.
And when my hand slipped, or timing was off,
You could watch it all tumble,
I’d gather the pieces, and go again,
If I could I’d let a bunyip
juggle you and I,
high in the sky.
Then, if it could, juggle a dragon and mermaid, too.
All these wonderful, strange creatures,
including me and you!
All of us laughing, shouting stories,
singing, eating stew.
If I could I’d juggle feathers,
and maybe 1.000 petals,
do it with whispers,
and steam from old kettles.
If I could, I’d put one arm around your waist,
as you would me,
and together, with our free hands,
we’d juggle all we could see.