elephant and snot bubbles 2

Caramel skin smoothed by caresses
tender, fragile, hauntingly beautiful,
deliberate in her movements,
observing all, yet detached…

I am a princess skipping by.
Will you be my attendant
and braid my hair in the sun?
Will you count butterflies
with me, and draw elephants?

I am a diva singing to dragonflies,
a Lady of the dance twirling for moths.
I am a child tiptoeing in the grass
feeding on daydreams and lollipops,
Mistress of my world, a visitor in yours.

Keep your distance.
Let me be.
Let me run with clouds
and live the wonder
That you have forgotten.

indian elephant

elephant and butterflies –  http://www.georgebutler.org/images/

cloud by AnElephantCant

About emmylgant

Cloud watcher and dreamer sometimes wise, often foolish, but I am what I am.
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28 Responses to Tiana

  1. Al says:

    That’s fantastic Emmy. Excellent poem and drawing, and I like AnElephantCant’s photo


  2. So lovely. A craftswoman of words


  3. AnElephantCant dance with butterflies
    Although he is quite beautifully drawn
    And he is so proud
    That his wee pic of a cloud
    Appears in the same world as Emmy’s magical poem


    • emmylgant says:

      AnElephantCan play with butterflies
      swat mosquitoes and shoo flies.
      today he makes Emmy laugh
      with his not so wee photograph
      When clouds draw an elephant
      Isn’t a wonderment?


  4. john zande says:

    Genius. Is she 7, 17, 27, or 77? She’s all, at once.

    Masterfully done, Em.


  5. mrmodigliani says:

    I love the feminine playfulness of this piece.


  6. PapaBear says:

    There’s a bit of carefree happiness in this, Emm, and it fits you very well. Contrary to the specious rumor that is circulating, I have not fallen from the face of the earth………, yet !!!


  7. Willy Nilly says:

    Silly wee Willy Nilly read this with dreamy eyes and forgot all about chasing the neighbor’s cat. “Someone else chases butterflies?” He asked me; as if he was the only one. I told him, “Yes!” It’s rare, but there are others that adore the friendship of butterflies and follow their fluttering path. A very delightful read, Em.


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