The Dirigible Balloon
Poetry for Children

One Night

I took flight one night.
Not by wings nor plane,
I flew by my brain.
I blew clouds out of my way,
heard birds chirp hello.
I flew through blue skies,
took a look around at the ground
below to find the bed I had left.

My house was so small
in dim light from my height.
It was hard to imagine
living in that place when space
was so close to my face.

My mind took me inside
the moon and stars,
it travelled so far I forgot
who you are without warning
so I came back, SPLAT,
flat on my mattress
ready for the morning.

About the Writer

Carl Burkitt

Carl likes telling tales. He tells long tales, short tales, silly tales, sad tales. He tells them online, behind a mic, in books, in schools, and on the sofa with his young family. His debut kids’ collection, Elephants Sleep in Bunk Beds, was published by Beir Bua in 2021.