Shadows are made of black liquorice.
Water’s wet ’cause it gives a sloppy kiss.
The sky starts and ends in the ocean.
The dinosaurs live with the Swiss.

Thoughts are blown into our heads
like poison darts by invisible men.
To touch the sky you have to sit still
And angels crack jokes now and then.

People fade like old clothing,
that’s why my hair is going grey.
But even though my body goes
with you, my heart will stay.






Day 16


Today’s prompt is from Daisy Fried, and the basic idea is to write a ten-line poem in which each line is a lie.
The lies could be silly, complicated, tricky, or obvious.

I decided to have fun and try answering some of the questions from Day 14.  🙂