Childish Spells Of Imagination
Life is just a series of vignettes
by Patti Masterman
We perceive as flowing time:
Wings brushing my cheek.
A shiver of coming storm.
A secret on anothers lips.
Crowning of the babies head.
The sliding filmstrip movieshow
Was a toy designed to project
Cartoon stills upon a wall
It excited my childish imagination.
It seemed a cruel trick
Everyone seemed to have one but me?
Since, you could stop time with it-
And hold the image frozen there-
Till the lightbulb burned out,
Or you were found late out of bed.