Possibly to dream within the stream
Oval tubes floating like wayward rafts
Sand castle fortress, tomorrow lags
Sending messages with yesterday
Idealized like any river bend
Believing inside echo singing
Like rhyming beside whistling wind
Defiance on avenue searching
Edifice crumbling and stumbling
Facades reflecting rubble shading
Ice melting, slip and slide round-a-bout
Answers doubting with silent crosswalks
Nearing the edges of commonplace
Couldn’t the rainy day be put away
Symmetry searching reality
Yearly watching silver threads stitching
Mending fences; may need replacements
Mapping out many dreams erasing
Erosion in daily caution plate
Tugs at elation burning candle;
Realizes morning coffee brewing
Yes and no meandering vestige
Accepting changes like shifting sands
Chartered minutes and then back again
Chase to explain certain prophecy
Elbow grease and cultural bleeding
Pillow wakes malfunctioning daily
Tumbling down hoping warm Sun cheering
Ironing requested sighs fraying
Needful rays of love, colors of life
Greetings, celebrating differences









Comments: 20
Thanks for sharing and submitting to
The Surreal Circus.
I like the Mad Prof role. TY.
Nice use of the sounds of words, Bill.
I do this on a daily basis it seems.
As long as I can accept I know I am moving forward.
secret to peaceful living.............
Thank you.