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and where we went lent rent
rent was due for the air we
breathe
is said to be filled with every
variation of me and you
I had no idea what to say
I opened a beer after getting
home from a long day
and turning to go yet half
turning stay
tomorrow isn't here ...
ever
so here I save myself
tangled up in a sense of
now
wondering how the muse
finds
me changing my clothes
back into being human again
or some other facsimile
of where to bend/contort
myself
to wearing a smile of " it
will be alright " with buttered popcorn
and licorice whips I prefer the
cherry but that is secondary
to the movie the movie is always
about to begin and I cannot wait
to hunt for Easter eggs and
little figurines in birdhouses
people have left along the path
to salvation or desperation
Phone Booths once lined the streets, hey you
know Superman needed a place to transform
3 Doors down singing Kryptonite
"If
I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman"
read all about it in the Sunday paper
soaring the skies,
in a planetary revolution
will humans ever find a peaceful solution
high above the city lights, a new vision
forms in my mind...
I'll deliver dream seeds to those in need
giving them a reason to believe...
plant them on the river's edge
a hundred lanterns sparkle in the sky
make a wish, on a sandman's high
dancing under moonbeams
do
you want to
want
to what
I
dunno, anything
that's
a lot to handle
well
try me
I
am not thirsty right now
okay
how about a sip
fair
enough
wow
salty with sweet note finishes
yes
comes from being Italian
you
smirk and shhh
here
comes the movie
<houselights
flickers thunder appears thrown somewhere it wasn't supposed to be>
(scene 1)
"it was a dark and stormy
night"
I am here
a
Sun and Moon fancier
the
places drumming takes me
hands
outstretched
in
the squint eyed late light of a long day
palms
to wildflowers
wading
waiting
for
when
memory
is
scented
with
you again
meanwhile
superman said to Lois
any
house with you will do
and
they took a British cab
and
sped off in taupe colored clothes
with
two suitcases and feather boas
in
tow ...
The Planetarium has a free show tonight
offering celestial realism to the tune
of Pink Floyd's "Dark Side of the Moon"
I said to you "Hey, I hate to burst their
bubble,
but there is a full moon illuminating the sky
with more than a hundred stars crossing
the stage of enlightenment...
We laughed as Superman and Lois are
all about reality in a world of surrealism
pass the popcorn, I like it warm it tastes
fresher that way...
You know when words melt together they
form hot poetry...there's a lot written
between the lines..it's the movement
of the tide, the ebb and flow of the
healing waters...
poem-ing makes me smile the world
seems a bit brighter even in those
places cloaked with darkness...
sometimes thunder is thrown in the
most unusual places...it's the
lightning that creates energy...
shhh...(scene 2)
"After the STorm"
feather boas and a suitcase of dreams..
swing set at night tag your it feet poking at stars
handing off time to how words mimic the cycle of rain ...
sharing with Poets United
Author's note: Edward @ t
heblindlantern kindly invited me to try a
collaboration after visiting his blog. So, we let our muses out on the
playground of words. Thanks Edward for an entertaining adventure.
Thank you for visiting...
