The Dirigible Balloon
Poetry for Children

Who Am I?

Listen to Jacoby reading the poem ...
Would you like to take a guess,
Who I am I will confess,
I'm not a bird yet I can fly,
Through the starry midnight sky.

I fly without feathered wings,
Nor do I have stripes and stings,
No need for noisy aeroplanes,
Or deer on a sleigh with reins.

But I do require a special aid,
Carved from wood not yet decayed,
It doesn't go as high as moons,
Or a thousand floating balloons.

It does, however, give me flight,
Through the deepest darkness night,
Over cities with blinding lights,
And past the koinobori kites.

A handle upon which I sit,
Holding tightly as I flit,
At its head is perched my cat,
And a hook to hold my pointy hat.

Have you guessed correctly yet,
This curious person you have met,
Who flies so well without a hitch,
That's right, it's me, I am a witch!

About the Writer

Jacoby Crane

Jacoby is an eccentric artist living in Derbyshire. They spend their time baking, making peculiar things, doodling doodles and writing oddities, currently they're focusing on poetry and working on a children's fantasy novel called Lumi. Jacoby's inspiration mostly comes from their unusual dreams and the weirdly wonderful things their kids quote, but their muse comes in the forms of Neil Gaiman and Chris Riddell.