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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"
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 @ theblindlantern 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...
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 @ theblindlantern 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...
Love the collaboration.. I felt so surprised reading it, so unusual. It felt like it was written in the same sense as "Brave New World"... and it got me thinking of bread and circuses to silence voices.
ReplyDeleteThanks Bjorn, this is a bit outside the box for me, but I wanted to try something different. Hey and you have to love a story about Superman.
DeleteYou're an astute cat Bjorn ...
DeleteDefinitely intriguing. And disturbing. It felt like a voyeurs view of other people's minds.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
Something a bit different, sometimes it is good to explore another perspective...
DeleteThe feather boas: were they for decoration or for some sort of forbidden foreplay? One wonders...
ReplyDeleteI don't know ask Edward, but I think it is just for decorative effect.
DeleteI like to put references to Lola Falana in every poem I can ...
DeleteHi Edward ... I was interested to check out Lola Falana - she was so influential ... but sad that MS took over ... Hilary
DeleteThat was a neat collaboration indeed. Superman won't be finding many phonebooths these days. May get is feather boas though lol who knows what that lightning shall create.
ReplyDeleteHey, Pat yeah no phone booths near or far, I don't think he can transform in his cell phone.
DeleteAnd it worked very well! Even before I got to the 3 Doors Down reference, they had crossed my mind.
ReplyDeleteThanks Alex, it was fun to do, Edward has a unique style and I just played along.
DeleteAnd play along you did, I'm covered in mud and you have pottery ... fun fun collaboration ...
DeleteIt was fun Edward and the pottery delightfully crafted,,...amazing what a bit of clay can form
DeleteIf humans ever find a peaceful solution, THOSE will be some welcome headlines! This is a masterful piece of work, kiddo. Delivering dream seeds "to give them a reason to believe" sounds like a job right up your alley.........I think you do that already! (And I speak from personal experience, smiles.) Waaaay back, I saw that Pink Floyd show at the planetarium - one of my fave memories.Just read your note. This collaboration SINGS!!!!!!! The lines are melded seamlessly. So well done.
ReplyDeleteWell, one can hope humans find a peaceful solution. I don't think many people still get actual newspapers so I think the headlines will be on our cell phones news-feed.
DeleteSome dreams are meant to come true my friend, I am so happy for you.
Edward was the inspiration ...our muses seemed to like the playground
DeleteYou know when words melt together they
ReplyDeleteform hot poetry... love the dream seeds and the monologue style.
thank you...I am a believer in dreams..
DeleteI enjoyed reading this collaboration very much. Though now, I confess, I find myself worrying that we're taking away all of Superman's Phone Booths ... just when we really need him. No wonder truth, justice and the American Way is having a time-of-it. I say: Bring those phone booths back ... and hurry. Smiles.
ReplyDeleteIF, phone booths can bring back justice I say bring them back so Superman has a place to be...
DeleteA collaboration or escape?
ReplyDeleteIn any case, a packed stroll for imaginations until tomorrow.
(Tomorrow?...)
Tomorrow becomes today once it arrives.. let's ask Edward about tomorrow?
DeleteBoy, you're on a roll. And I love the superman references. I think you're ready for spring.
ReplyDeleteHaha if you only knew I think we have enough material to form a couple of more poems. The best part was the fluidity of thought.
DeleteFascinating collaboration, Truedessa. Fun to read, but intimidating to think of doing! The line "swing set at night tag your it feet poking at stars" reminded me of all the days playing games in my grandmother's backyard and of swinging at night on a long swing hung from one of her apple trees ~ when the Milky Way still burned across the sky. Have a happy week!
ReplyDeleteThat line came from Edward and I too enjoyed the image as it reminded me of my own childhood. Oh how , I wanted my feet to touch the sky .day or night. Thanks for the wonderful comment.
DeleteThanks for the clarification, Truesessa. Poetry is not my long suite! Have a good one!
DeleteGreat job here True! Wonderful collaboration. It is somewhat surreptitiously exploring into the unknown in the mind.
ReplyDeleteHank
The unknown mysteries of the mind can take many turns. Thank you for visiting.
DeleteWhat a wonderful flight of fancy - and reality this is :-)
ReplyDeleteRealty mixed with some fantasy can create an illusion to ponder..
DeleteHi Truedessa - certainly you've combined so many creative ideas into 'Our Daily Planet' ... fascinating collaboration by the two of you .. fun to read ... cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteThank you Hilary, check out Edward's blog if you want to read more of his thoughts.
DeleteThis is a fascinating approach to narrative. I especially admire the sense that we entered the poem not quite at the beginning. The whole is very post-modern with it's multiple viewpoints.
ReplyDeleteKerry , this was amazingly fun as we spun fibers of our words into a cape of wonder...
DeleteI really like collaborations. They poke and prod both the writers and the reader. Have been watching the Marvel character/s series on Netflix, so Superman made all kinds of sense to me. Phone booths could be journals, just a quiet small space for the transformation process.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
That they do taking the poets on a roller coaster ride.
DeleteI do feel like I pay rent for the air I breath! I pay rent (or pay) for everything else...
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun read! Even Superman had his secrects didn't he?
It does feel like we pay rent for the air we breathe, in fact it feels like we are always paying for something. Let's just hope we have enough clean air to keep us alive.
DeleteWhat a great story this created, and a lovely collaboration (we're big fans of collaboration, if you didn't know that). I love that 3 Doors Down reference, btw. And I also prefer cherry licorice whips. Mmmm.
ReplyDeleteHaha well you guys are the masters of funny collaborations. Humor creates a cocktail of fun and I would gladly drink in a cup of that concoction.
DeleteGreat collaboration! A very fun read!
ReplyDeleteBeing a comic book fan, I had to check out this one! Very enjoyable, especially the 3 Doors Down reference.
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