see signs in the clouds
and hear whispers
from pictures they've taken.
They snip locks of hair
to carry in pockets
stuffed full of talismans
and stare longingly at nothing.
Oh, to be
a lunatic, lover, or poet!
To know that a pill, a kiss, a rhyme
can cure all that ails you.
"The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact."
William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
For Kerry's Challenge at Real Toads