Lopsided dreams
Lopsided dreams
on tippy toe thoughts
Riding the waves
of mingled presences
Once believed
to have built skyscrapers
on hillsides green
Under purple dawn skies
hiding fluffy whites
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Let it flow today…
Blessing Song
Gathered beneath the trees,
the flowered ones
huge and majestic
there
on that knob of a hill
where sun baked thoughts
of lazing about
or travel on yachts
played
There we sang
in full resonant force
of life and with zest
Our voices blessing the landscape
like coyotes in the distance
and there we awoke
a new dream
Treehopping
Running up the tree
like a bear or even a monkey
I used the momentum
to propel me to the heights
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There’s not much else like
swaying in the treetop
breezes flickering the hair
the whole world wavering
riding the windsailing branch
carrying me towards my horizon
lift my wing nubs
skipping like squirrel
down branched highways
Joyous life
Monkey Mind
He sat
and his thoughts whizzed by
monkeys chittered and chattered
dancing in his head
He sat
and the world whizzed by
strife and troubles yelled and poked
whirling in his head
He sat
and his dreams floated by
promise and hope tickle
soothing instead
He sat
and he settled in peace
listening to silence within
Daily Napkin for Friday, October 23, 2009
He was on purpose,
as he headed off
with singing heart
and whistle on his breath
Intent carried his dreams
in a satchel of loving,
nurtured visions who
see fulfillment
in all his fullness
