Where Bumbles Bounce and Witches Fly

Where bumbles bounce and witches fly Faeries and jet streams in yesterday’s sky I glance up and see an eagle so high And I laugh at the juiciness of yesterday’s sky They are hop skipping and flitting and fluttering too The brownies and what-knots playing in diggery-doo. My brain is on full delight energy mode kilter now As I watch them spring forth with a kiss and a bow. They give me that wink, the one I know well. Mutter through supper, demanding yesterday’s bell. I had forgotten the excitement of just sitting and watching. The swish of the dragon’s tail, the water and sloshing. It’s the dance of the bumbles, the rumbles, and more. Dr. Seuss enters my head, running toward an old cottage door. Library book smells come to me in drivels and drips. It’s so much fun in the garden, with bumbles and bips. Memories come fast, they land in my brain, screeching. Remember the horror of reading about sucking and leeching? Childhood gone, but the feelings are still right in there. They come suddenly and hard, in this summer’s day air. Written: 9-13-2019 Contest: Where Bumbles Bounce Sponsor: Craig Cornish