Stars giggle in colors
like crayon rainbows, they
flutter not on paper but on air.
Sing a song?
Little whale jumps
over the moon, shadows chase
behind like lost puppy dogs.
Do you see? They always ask.
Signals squeak like mice,
messages say "Hello - Goodbye"
in morse dots and bubbly sounds.
Isn't fun like candy-rocks? Sweet!
Dreams today are
spaghetti—land
some walk on ground, some jump up trees.
Hush! The rocket whispers
secrets it cannot keep.
Maybe try
listening close?