Crazy Dream

Last night I dreamed that I could fly,                                                   
  Gliding with ease through the bluest of skies,
  Darting hither and thither, bouncing off clouds,
  Communing with birds and laughing out loud.

  Soaring up high and diving down low,
  Hearing people applaud as I put on a show.
  What an exhilarating feeling to be so free,
  No restrictions at all, just me being me.

  But all good things must come to an end,
  And as I rapidly began to descend,                                                                 
  My arms so heavy, leaden and tired,
  I heard Donald Trump yell, "Girl, you're fired!"

  I woke with a start before I hit ground,                                             
  Relieved and grateful I was still around.
  And though I knew it was a dream that had transpired,
  I couldn't help but wonder why my arms were so tired.

1/21/12
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Dietrich Avatar
January 22, 2012 at 9:22 PM
this is AWESOME, I love the humor of it. sounds like one I once wrote about crazy dreams. I hope this one scores HIGH for ya!!
A   Avatar
January 21, 2012 at 11:35 PM
Kim, always amazing..goodluck in the contest~.thank you for sharing,, forever & ever,.. PD
Susan Avatar
January 21, 2012 at 7:15 PM
ha! great ending! and I could really sense your freedom when flying. so fun! I love this whimisical piece :)
Richards Avatar
January 21, 2012 at 1:55 PM
How cute is this?? !! I have had that same dream....although, hmmm, not sure that was Donald Trump's voice I heard...perhaps it was my husband wondering why I was flapping my arms! Great poem, Kim....good luck in the contest!
Kendrick Avatar
January 21, 2012 at 1:29 PM
Interesting dream..Reads like winning material..Good luck in the contest..I bet that was a dream that you are still trying to figure out why you dreamed it..Thanks for the kind review of my work..Sara
Kearley Avatar
January 21, 2012 at 12:38 PM
Ha,hahahaha I love it.. :o)
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