Thursday, September 8, 2011

Head in the Clouds



Mary Jane
Was rather vain
And also rather dreamy;
Although, 'tis true
Her eyes were blue
And her skin was peach-and-creamy.
The crinoline
That she was in
Was white and frilled and flouncy,
And she'd waltz and sway
Right through the day,
With steps elegant and bouncy.
Her Mother said
'Your silly head
Is in the clouds for sure!
One day you'll fly
Up in the sky
And we'll see you no more!'
And look! It's true!
Up in the blue,
Still crinolined and dreamy,
Is Mary Jane
Singing this refrain....
'Now everyone can see me!'



Nearly forty years ago a great storm wrecked our coast;
A cyclone battered everything in sight.
In the morning we discovered that a foreign cargo ship
Had been washed up on the beach at dead of night.
The ship was called 'The Sygna' and it's been there ever since,
Rusting away and not a sign of crew.
But thrill-seekers on motor-bikes like to ride out on the dunes
In order that they get a better view.
One day no doubt she'll crumble and slip beneath the waves
And our 'ancient relic' will be seen no more.
Until that time the bikes will come
Putt-putting along on Stockton's sandy shore.


Kay L. Davies said...

Love your SkyWatch crinoline poem, Brenda. Fabulous photo.
— K

Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel

Linda Jacobs said...

Wow, your poem really does match the sky! Love the word "crinoline"!

Tatjana Parkacheva said...

Beautiful poem.


eileeninmd said...

Lovely poem and skywatch shot! The shipwreck is interesting. Happy skywatching!