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"Caricatures" 
To slumber ‘neath sky, 
on green grass and purple heather. 
To look up and sigh, 
at soft clouds as light as feathers. 
To watch dinosaurs, 
open their mouths and squish their prey. 
To spot floating ships, 
weigh anchor and sail from bay. 
To besiege castle, 
lofty turrets and battlements. 
To open the door, 
mangy room full of God’s blueprints. 
To be a child, 
captured in nature's petri-dish. 
To be let wild, 
visions swallowed by a great fish. 
***This is a goofy poem about puffy clouds and day-dreaming beneath them, imagining for a moment images and scenes coasting across the sky rather than just clouds FWIW. Enjoy...JLH