Posts Tagged ‘Dreams’

April Breeze

Posted: September 17, 2016 in Poems
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April Breeze

By Norton Nearly – from Shiny Spaceships

I am sitting under a sour cherry tree
 in an equally sour mood
 when the lilac bush offers a sweet hug of encouragement
 but I wave off the sickening proposition in apathy.

 From nowhere, a powerful gust chases sweet and sour alike
 as if some therapeutic pterodactyl flapped his wings on the other side of the world.

Meanwhile, the birds chirp about the approaching rain
 the cat licks her hind paw because she can
 and my mood lightens unexplainably as the cleansing drops begin to fall.

And I thought dinosaurs were extinct.
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Landing Gear Down

Posted: February 1, 2014 in Poems
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Landing Gear Down

the flight attendant
burned a passenger with hot coffee
and the large woman behind me
sneezed disease onto the back of my head
and the fragile man across the aisle
snore-drooled a puddle onto his serving tray
and the cranky baby
howled in a language unrecognized by the adults
and the starchy suit
shrugged off the troubling headlines
and the rasta wanna-be
dreamed of fields of ganja
and the fat lady sang her song
and the plane crashed
and everyone died
and I woke up
on a flight to somewhere else
to the screaming sound of a burned passenger

Tending The Flock

Posted: September 14, 2013 in Poems
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Tending The Flock

He is penned in;
a colorful bird
stifled
in a confining place
coveted by the cockerels

He dreams of escaping
the pen
to a field of inspiration
where free-range roosters
can scratch concepts out of the dirt
unimpeded by responsibility
scribble
scratch
scribble
scratch

Like some forlorn capon
the rooster doesn’t crow
he acquiesces to his perch
he does his duty
and the flock is safe

But rising before the girls
he scratches what he can
and struts around his yard
digging up ideas
scribble
scratch
scribble
scratch