Beneath a lightbulb moon

Jacob making fun from chores

He sails a sauce pan in the sink
a mast made from a spoon,
and maps his ocean black as ink
beneath a light bulb moon.

He is searching for the islands
that they call the Dirty Plates,
with golden beach of breadcrumb sands
beyond the Gravy Straits.

Where macaroni dolphins leap
beyond French Fries Lagoon,
and sing their songs as sailors sleep
beneath a light bulb moon.

Beware the corn cob crocodiles
that lurk beneath the foam,
betraying folks with welcome smiles
within their bone strewn home.

He navigates the boiling oil
and safely through the ice,
to find a place to hide his spoil
away from other mice.

So island claimed x marks the spot
his sailing days at end,
and I at last wash up my pots
that so amused our friend.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Beth Winter]

Clever and completely fun to read. I love this.

Beth

[ImagineItAll]

As soon as I finished the first stanza I smiled. This is such a creative write! It is wonderful!

[Pebbles]

Thankyou for sharing this .. it is really well written and very smile worthy :)

[Baz]

Brilliant. This is a really excellent poem. I love everything about this. Top marks.

[Hana Nagel]

This is fantastic! Playful, funny, and wonderfully written.
I sent you a message, looking forward to your reply!

[Stephanie Slayer]

fabulous!

Haha! I love this! Very creative, reads almost like a fairy tale.

[Allen Smuckler]

such a lovely, airy, carefree write... The cadence and images I congered up with every line were both fantastic and fantasy... This is a perfect child's illustrated book or a classic PP&M song (Sorta like Puff the Magic Dragon)...
Oh, BTW..I loved it
allen

[annie minus]

I absolutely love this! You can't get much more original than that, you have a great imagination and your poems are always so readable, a joy to read. Annie

[Raven Starhawk]

It begs to reason that this is a well done poem and for me something that probes at something much deeper.