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Let’s Bring Out Our Imaginations

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Let’s bring out our imaginations.
Let’s have them colour the world.
Let them feast on the clouds,
or may they be devoured by mountains.

Let’s sail on them,
the wind stinging our cheeks,
rocking for weeks,
plugging a boat that leaks and leaks.

Let’s lay them on the ground,
side by side,
letting dew settle
before we rustle them dry.

Let’s hang up our imaginations.
Let’s have them colour the world.
May they be dreams we drink unthinkingly,
or leave them, strangled in infancy.

Recommendation: Bob Ross - On a Clear Day (Season 14 Episode 8). I did the following painting along with it, and then wrote the first draft of this poem over it.

A digital painting of a winter scene with pine trees, a lake in the forefront and mountains in the background, with the sun halfway up the sky.
On A Clear, Cool Day
A digital painting of a winter scene with pine trees, a lake in the forefront and mountains in the background, with the sun halfway up the sky. There is the following poem written over it: A Clear, Cool Day (2024-10-12) Let's bring our imaginations out. Let's have them colour the world. Let them feast on the deer, or maybe devoured by lions. Let's lay them on the ground, side by side, letting dew settle before we rustle them dry. Let's sail on them, the wind stinging our cheeks and carrying our cries. Let's hang up our imaginations, to illuminate the scene before us: winter has come to shorten the days we count anxiously.
On A Clear, Cool Day with poem
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