Pastel Crayons

Last night Dad came home
and gifted me with a box:
beautiful crayons.

With so much to draw,
I got started right away
on sketching his face.

The paper was small
and somehow I fell asleep
before I finished.

In the magic realm
of slumber, I saw dancing
baby elephants

and crayon soldiers
sailing on little leaf boats
that were made of song.

The moonlight leaned in
through my window, caressed me
with its lunar arms

and when I woke up
my dad’s face, fully complete,
smiled and winked at me.

A little poetry goes a long way to brighten the spirit and deepen the soul. Find plenty more at the MockingOwl Roost to invigorate your journey!

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Melanie Hyo-In Han

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Born in Korea and raised in East Africa, Melanie Hyo-In Han recently moved from the U.S. to the U.K., where she is a Ph.D. candidate in Creative Writing. She is the author of My Dear Yeast(Milk & Cake Press, 2023) and Sandpaper Tongue, Parchment Lips (Finishing Line Press, 2021), as well as the translator of several collections of Spanish poetry (Hebel Ediciones). Han has received fellowships from Sundress Academy and Banff Centre and is the Co-Editor-in-Chief of Flora Fiction and Two Languages Prize Editor at Gasher Press.

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