Magic Carpet Poem

Do you know i have a magic carpet.

Magic carpet poem.

Some days i wish i had a magic carpet i could jump on and fly away to a paradise somewhere beyond the sun. Flying on a magic carpet. Wherever i go i carry this carpet hidden snugly safely in my bag. 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.

Cute funny and will make you think. Whirling stars spiralling inward into the blinding light upon a velvet silken cloth. This poem was inspired by the magic carpet from aladdin the film and situations when we re asked personal questions. Where everyone is a friend and there is no enemies to be found.

Published at the web s largest poetry site. 4 3 3 customer reviews. If i had a magic carpet if i had a magic carpet i d go soaring through the air. On a winter morn so cold indeedfor my morning walk i wentwhen all at once by roadside spied.

I imagine the noise being a vacuum cleaner that wants to clean the magic dust off a magic carpet. Alison bond september 6 2017. Poems mainly from kids. 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.

Apr 10 2010 updated. 3 responses to my magic carpet roger stevens july 21 2017. Magic carpet ride poem. Magic carpet poem by shankaran kutty.

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. Monday june 4 2012. We ll done liam its brilliant x. Stephanie september 6 2017.

It contains the centre of the universe. So proud of you liam for a beautiful poem. Flying north flying south. Magic carpet by shep cohen flying on a magic carpet flying north and flying south even flying without a net.

Some questions can be friendly but some break our trust symbolized by noise in this poem. A magic carpet poem by david harris. I would like to ride a magic carpet to china because they have beutiful clothing. Little stars would be looking at me here there and everywhere.