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Dream Logic
When delicious dreams dance
Through your sleepy cerebrum
Do you see ghosts galloping by?
Are angels announcing successful situations?
Or decidedly deadly demons destroying
Your timely treasure trove?
Might competing cherubim choruses clash
Creating unheavenly harmonies, or
Little leprechauns lustily leap through,
Waving windswept rainbows bending
Toward the lavish land?
When unlucky lions lust for
Momentous meals does your being believe
It’s treacherously true, or does
Righteous reasoning untangle gigantic gnomes
Grappling on your luscious lawn?
Carefree cats carouse in your yard
Delirious dogs dangerously stalk prey
As your heavy head haltingly falls back upon
Puffy pillows of dainty down.
Soldiers slash and burn buildings while
Crafty commanders shriek scrabbled sentences
Waving wicked wands that sprinkle sparkles
In the deepest, darkest night.
Vicious venomous vipers sizzle zooed zebras
Lounging lazily behind links while
Porcine pandas ponder bulky bamboo
Priests praise gods in unholy ululations
While communities corrupt into chaos
Rioting right through your lonely life
Mothers majestically cradle crying babies
Born in proud poverty while
Faith filled fathers find superior strength,
Saving all from untimely death
Logic, luckily leaves as soon as eyes
Close and delirious dreams drip
Drop by drop preparing paths for
Dream logic to wind its wicked way
Into your nightly nirvana.
Never can one predict what may emerge
When the eyelids languorously close and
Dream logic descends.
Ode to Food
Food, glorious food!
Sumptuous tastes of
Slowly roasted beef
Drowned in onions
Covered in gravy
Potatoes gently
Browned, sprinkled
With parsley and chives
Arranged in spirals
Delicate designs
Green beans bathing in
Mushroom sauce, topped
With fried onions
Or drenched with butter
Stacked like lucky logs
Delightful desserts
Sugary cookies
Mouth melting cakes
Devilish custards
Compelling desire
More, much more, awaiting
Consumption by
Mere mortals yearning
To taste the nectar
Of the golden gods
Food, glorious food!
Saving Beat
Deep in my heart a drum strongly beats
An elixir for a troubled soul
Rhythmical thoughts, transported on cleats
Cutting, biting, pointing toward goal.
Rutted, strewn with boulders humongous
Life offers no simplistic, free ride
Discard now those thoughts superfluous
Escape into religion’s strong tide
Believe, believe the whispers demand
Strive toward the heavenly target
Faithfully follow the narrow strand
Requiring just one golden ticket
Open my eyes to glorious sights
Halos as light for the proper path
Discourse with me about faith’s delights
Immerse me in refreshing cool bath
With God as my Savior, blessings fall
Comet showers of hues glorious
Heeding Jesus’ soft spoken call
I harmonize with angels’ chorus
Radiant rays, my soul, surround
Arms extending to God’s holy feet
I beg to let ecstasy abound
As in my heart, continues the beat
Soul Thoughts
As a child
I pondered the existence
of my soul
it’s location,
how it affected
my heart, my brain
my being
how it was like a balloon
awaiting my sins
to fill it up, one by one
black mark after black mark
the sisters never spoke of
forgiveness
erasing the blackness
God’s eternal love
I imagined my evilness
pulling me down
into the undertow of hell
As an adult
I understood that my soul
is linked to my heart
nestled closely like lovers
beating in unison
a romantic rhythm
My soul sings of happiness,
fulfillment
belief in accomplishment
it thrives on goodness
like an addict hooked on chocolate
the sweetness erases errant
thoughts
lines the soul with a
protective coating
I know that we are one,
my soul and me
it cannot exist without me,
nor I without it
together, we succeed
Awakening
Awakening
When my eyes closed,
Your image remained
For hours and hours
Afterward
You walked my dreams
Blessed me with love
For hours and hours
Through the night
Your arms held me
Your kisses bathed me
For hours and hours
With tenderness
When I awoke
You were at my side
For minutes and minutes
In unity
In awe I stared
Into your eyes
For seconds and seconds
Holding you
We drift through time
In loving moments
For years and years
To eternity
One Man’s Trash
Shiny penny
Left behind like somebody’s
Old candy wrapper
Dropped, forgotten
As the owner moved on
Too busy, too proud
To bend down and pick up
Something so small,
So insignificant
Relatively meaningless
Until someone, down on luck,
Sees an opportunity
Contrasted against the gloom
Of the blacktop
And smiles
A chance for improvement
A sliver of hope
Calling for redemption, as it
Glitters in the darkness
Of lonely despair
So cool to the touch
So small in the palm
Yet, when combined
With other shiny coins
Can mean a meal
A hot cup of coffee
A night’s rest in safety
Clean clothes
A bar of soap and
Long, refreshing shower
Someone’s forgotten coin
Left behind like a chewed up
Piece of gum
Brings redemption
To the finder
Childhood Joys
well-loved children with sparkling eyes,
rosy cheeks, and happy smiles
glittering with unbounded joy
freely bestowing generous hugs and
warm kisses that leave cheeks glistening
with reminders of their passing.
laughter peels from hallway rooms,
giggles rising to the gloriously blue sky,
caressing souls, nourishing hearts
better than steak and potatoes
or a well-read book.
warm arms, tickling fingers
and conversations uninhibited by age.
playground games fairly played
indoors under the watchful eyes
of guardian parents, checking safety,
guarding friendships from the
ills of sibling rivalry.
growing up together in love.
meals broken and shared.
prayers offered with heartfelt sincerity.
special times protecting doors
to teenage rebellion, that tears
families apart, breaking hearts
and erasing the good times shared.
for now, though, life is good.
quiet times of reflection broken only
by stories told and songs sung.
well-love children with sparkling eyes,
rosy cheeks, and happy smiles
glittering with unbounded joy.
Vacation Choices
Don’t send me to an ocean beach
With barking seals and whales that breach,
Where sand gets caught between your toes
And seaweed rots. Oh, my poor nose!
Place me not on that artic ice
Though penguins find it pretty nice.
I’d complain about being cold
And surely would feel much too old.
You may like the scorching sands
Of desolate, dry desert lands,
But I’d whine about being hot,
And then complain and cry a lot.
I may enjoy an airplane flight
Even through the dark of night
To parachute, is not for me
For I might land amidst prickly tree.
Give me a forest dense with trees
Where shade keeps temps at cool degrees
Paths climb up , then twist around
Ascending to a higher ground.
Squirrels scamper to find a meal
Steller’s jays yell in loud appeal.
Tree leaves rustle in gentle breeze
Magical vistas, without cease.
That’s where I’d spend a summer day.
Read, relax and soft music play.
Close my eyes and take a nap
With blanket warm across my lap.
Summer’s good times are precious spent
To choose most wisely, we are meant.
Then fall arrives with rainy days
And winter hurries without delays.
Take me now to those mountains high
So I may gaze at that blue sky
And dream the dreams of freedom’s quest
While sitting back and getting rest.
Normality
Keep those vampires away from me
No deadly bites to set me free
No living for eternity
Stop all attacks from mutant men
Whose strength and power rate a “ten”
I’ll never need to call on them
Goblins and ghosts can travel far
Above all creatures, without par
But my life, they need never mar
No superheroes in my face
No spirits hurrying my pace
No aliens crowding in my space
Normality is always fine
I prefer to walk on the line
To me, this is the life divine
