My Imagination Poem by Laurelin M. Estel

My imagination takes me to a place
Where the sky is green and the grass is blue;
Where the clouds are trees and trees are clouds;
Where dirt is white and fog is brown;

Where all of your wildest dreams are not too hard to fathom;
Where horses are unicorns and pigs can fly;
Where my thoughts can run wild like children through the forest;

Where the sea has stars and the sky has waves;
Where I can join the knights’ crusade or visit Camelot;
Where dragons fly and kings reside.

My imagination runs deep as an endless ocean
As far as east is to west; infinity times two
The distance from the deepest reaches of eternity and beyond.
These are the workings of my imagination.


It is where I can explore the crevices of glaciers
Or climb the highest peak in the lowest valley,
Where I can fight side by side with Sir Lancelot or Gawain;
Watch Arthur wield Excalibur;
Make my own worlds of bliss or sorrow,
With struggles for good and evil.

Imagine heroes and damsels in distress
Where birds swim and fish fly;
Where metal grows and trees are man made;
Where the streets are paved with gold;
Where planes are cars and cars are planes;
Where ceilings are walls and walls are ceilings;
Where flowers are leaves and leaves are flowers.

My favorite place by far…
Is my imagination!