Magic Carpet Poem

Magic carpet ride come with me and take my hand upon this carpet ride ascending to the skies above and on the breezes glide peace is what we need to find.

Magic carpet poem.

Whirling stars spiralling inward into the blinding light upon a velvet silken cloth. The poem can be used to find rhyming words as well as introduce new vocabulary especially to children that are learning english as their second language. So proud of you liam for a beautiful poem. Alison bond september 6 2017.

This poem was inspired by the magic carpet from aladdin the film and situations when we re asked personal questions. 4 3 3 customer reviews. Some days i wish i had a magic carpet i could jump on and fly away to a paradise somewhere beyond the sun. If i had a magic carpet if i had a magic carpet i d go soaring through the air.

Magic carpet ride poem. We ll done liam its brilliant x. Magic carpet poem by shankaran kutty. Little stars would be looking at me here there and everywhere.

It contains the centre of the universe. Published at the web s largest poetry site. Magic carpet by shep cohen flying on a magic carpet flying north and flying south even flying without a net. Do you know i have a magic carpet.

Cute funny and will make you think. Monday june 4 2012. I imagine the noise being a vacuum cleaner that wants to clean the magic dust off a magic carpet. Flying north flying south.

Where life is peaceful and no angry words are heard. Stephanie september 6 2017. On a winter morn so cold indeedfor my morning walk i wentwhen all at once by roadside spied. Apr 10 2010 updated.

A poem about a magic carpet a very special kind of magic carpet to be sure. Wherever i go i carry this carpet hidden snugly safely in my bag. 3 responses to my magic carpet roger stevens july 21 2017. I would like to ride a magic carpet to china because they have beutiful clothing.

Poems mainly from kids. The actors edita niciūtė and arnis aleinikovas initiators for one of the five interdisciplinary kaunas biennial projects in kaunas communities this summer invited the people of šilainiai area to share their own poetry. The project attracted authors who simply snatched pages from their personal diaries and dared to give them to a recording studio. Some questions can be friendly but some break our trust symbolized by noise in this poem.