{"id":1945,"date":"2015-05-04T13:12:04","date_gmt":"2015-05-04T03:12:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.perilousadventures.net\/blog\/?p=1945"},"modified":"2015-05-04T13:14:58","modified_gmt":"2015-05-04T03:14:58","slug":"celia-by-ashlyn-butler","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.perilousadventures.net\/blog\/?p=1945","title":{"rendered":"‘Celia’ by Ashlyn Butler"},"content":{"rendered":"

So many talented students! I am blessed with a great many talented writing students, and am really pleased when they’re brave enough to allow me to share their work with you. Today’s poem was produced after the first-run of the first half of a course that’s partly about writing poetry.<\/p>\n

Ash is a university student currently studying a bachelor of arts at USQ, majoring in writing and society. She did most of her growing up in Rockhampton, Queensland, but her first few years of high school were spent doing Australian distance education in a Japanese middle school in Sendai, Japan. Now she lives closer to her extended family in Toowoomba. You can find her writing blog at thewritingrevival.tumblr.com<\/a>. It is a new writing blog.<\/p>\n

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\"Water<\/a>Celia<\/em><\/p>\n

Part 1<\/strong><\/p>\n

In a land out west where the sky is green
\nAnd the dogs do nothing but sit and preen;
\nWhere the birds sing low with their baritone voice,
\nAnd the cats are the ones with a hard life choice.
\nLives a girl names Celia
\nJust Celia today.<\/p>\n

In a land out west where the sky is green
\nAnd the air has a sort of glossy sheen;
\nA girl named Celia plays with her toys
\nAnd isn\u2019t yet interested in girls or boys
\nBut there she lives
\nAnd there she gives<\/p>\n

In a land out west where the sky is green
\nAnd the fish fly higher than ever seen
\nThis girl named Celia lays down to sleep
\nAnd she dreams of diving so very deep<\/p>\n

To a place in the east where the sky may be blue
\nAnd the grass, why, it\u2019s more of a greenish hue
\nWhere the birds, not the fish soar high in the sky
\nAnd the ants come along to steal her pie
\nWhere
\nThe
\nWind
\nDoesn\u2019t
\nBlow
\nFrom
\nUp
\nTo
\nDown
\nBut side to side around the town.<\/p>\n

In a land out west where the sky is green
\nLittle miss Celia sleeps and dreams
\nOf a place to which she cannot return
\nBut once each night when the fire burns
\nWhen the stars are bright and the wind, it howls
\nTis only then she can follow the owls<\/p>\n

To a secret place where dreams collide
\nWith the ghost of a man to be her guide<\/p>\n

Little miss Celia: middle name Harriett
\nPicks up her skirts and boards her chariot<\/p>\n

In a land out west where the sky is green
\nAnd her chariot sits with a golden gleam
\nMiss Celia lights a fire on her candle
\nKnowing it shan\u2019t be too hot to handle.
\nHer boat: inlayed with gold and black
\nCarries her down along the track
\nA well used road of silver and white
\nAll glistening rainbows thanks to her light
\nIt carries her off to visit her dreams
\nWith Celia wrapped up and ready, it seems<\/p>\n

Part 2<\/strong><\/p>\n

In a land down south wrapped in Celia\u2019s dreams
\nLives a dragon, his scales all golds and greens
\nHe sleeps on his gold and munches on girls
\nImpressing the knights with his wings he unfurls
\nHe\u2019s not dang\u2019rous, not really, despite all the talk
\nAlthough take a look at his cave, and then you might balk
\nHe doesn\u2019t like to clean, not if he can help it
\nHe makes the girls do it or the knights–he\u2019s a foul git<\/p>\n

In a land down south wrapped in Celia\u2019s dreams
\nLives an elf maiden who lives in the streams
\nA naiad I believe is the technical term
\nBe careful though, their eyes, they can burn
\nA look or a glare that\u2019s all it can take
\nA bit longer with this one though–she\u2019s a fake
\nHolds her breath when she\u2019s under, as long as she can
\nIt\u2019s only \u2018cause she fell in love with a man.<\/p>\n

In a land torn in two- the good and the bad
\nWhich should Celia pick, it\u2019s making her mad
\nTo the good perhaps, to see the elf maiden
\nOr the bad, maybe to see the knight Hayden
\nShe\u2019s only ten though, she can\u2019t decide
\nEither way her ghost will give her a ride.<\/p>\n

In a land down south wrapped in Celia\u2019s dreams
\nWhere a sparkle in a little boys eye, it gleams
\nThe dragon and the elf are just mem\u2019ries or thoughts
\nAnd the boy doesn\u2019t wash, though really he ought
\nHe sits with a smile on the doorstep of home
\nWondering when it\u2019ll be his turn to roam
\nOver the hills to fight dragons and elves
\nNot running errands and stocking the shelves<\/p>\n

In a land down south wrapped in Celia\u2019s dreams
\nLives magic floating like dust motes it seems
\nIt gets in your hair and into your eyes
\nIt sits on your photographs, laptops and pies
\nIt\u2019s unruly and crude, mischievous, funny
\nIf you\u2019re not careful it will take your money
\nSo they lock it up tight in a magic proof box
\nWith thousands, and thousands and thousands of locks.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 In a land torn in two \u2013 the good and the bad
\nThere is ever so much more fun to be had
\nYou can sit on the rooftops and drop snow on the pixies
\nOr sit behind trees and throw leaves at the nixies
\nNeither will forgive you, that point\u2019s for certain
\nBut it\u2019s good Celia\u2019s chosen, clap for Celia Harriet Burton<\/p>\n

Part 3<\/strong><\/p>\n

In a land out west where the sky is green
\nAnd a land down south wrapped in Celia\u2019s dreams
\nAnd a land in the east where the sky may be blue
\nAnd a land torn in half \u2013 good, bad, yeah that\u2019s two
\nLives a girl named Celia Harriett May Burton
\nShe\u2019s ten, we think, although we\u2019re not certain
\nShe dreams up these worlds as she\u2019s falling asleep
\nIt\u2019s better- we think \u2013 than counting no sheep
\nShe sleeps all through the day, and through the night too
\nShe thinks up colours green, red, silver, blue
\nShe sleeps with her dog we don\u2019t know it\u2019s name
\nFor he\u2019s sleeping too gaining a mountain of fame
\nWe\u2019re scientists see watching Celia\u2019s travels
\nOn a screen to my left she\u2019s playing with Zabels *
\n*please note she\u2019s made up these zabel things
\nthey\u2019re made up of sounds: bings bongs, clangs and clings<\/p>\n

I feel I should warn you, whatever you think
\nNow you know, trust us, you won\u2019t want to blink
\nKeep a light on at night and leave open the door
\nThe sleep we\u2019re all getting is really quite poor
\nThese things that she\u2019s playing with these Zabels of sorts
\nThey\u2019re scary and loud, they can enter your thoughts.
\nSo keeps the lights on and don\u2019t trust the dark
\nDon\u2019t go to your car, don\u2019t go to the park
\nStay indoors if you can, for they\u2019re everywhere now
\nI believe it\u2019s quite time for my final bow<\/p>\n

I\u2019ll wrap it up quick- that\u2019s all, this is it.
\nI feel I should say Goodbye now oh sh–<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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