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Violet Haze of Backwards Days
I remember the glorious backwards days,
When gravity melted in violet haze.
We drank our tea from floating shoes,
And banished all the sideways blues.
The moon was a wheel of cheddar cheese,
That sang sweet jazz to the peppermint breeze.
Oh, the laughter we shared with the spotted trees!
When tomorrow was shaped like a bumblebee.
We carried the sunshine in woven jars,
And tickled the bellies of sleeping stars.
The oceans were pudding, the mountains were pie,
And nobody needed to ask themselves why.
A pocket of time so deliciously bright,
Where morning arrived in the middle of night.
I smile as I think of the rubbery rain,
And the joy of a polka-dot hurricane.
When gravity melted in violet haze.
We drank our tea from floating shoes,
And banished all the sideways blues.
The moon was a wheel of cheddar cheese,
That sang sweet jazz to the peppermint breeze.
Oh, the laughter we shared with the spotted trees!
When tomorrow was shaped like a bumblebee.
We carried the sunshine in woven jars,
And tickled the bellies of sleeping stars.
The oceans were pudding, the mountains were pie,
And nobody needed to ask themselves why.
A pocket of time so deliciously bright,
Where morning arrived in the middle of night.
I smile as I think of the rubbery rain,
And the joy of a polka-dot hurricane.
Prompt: 3 happy poems about better times
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