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I can only wave it once so I have to envision the results
entice my flowers, highlight my house or eliminate faults?
My imagination has ideas that go up into the air
blowing smoke in my mind, without any worry or care.
the ideas are swirling around my dendrite-filled brain.
I always wanted a pterodactyl, and a pink whooping crane.
My own fire engine was another one of my little dreams.
Waving a wand once is not easy it seems.
World peace? How would I know? How long would it last?
Could I go back into my mistakes, travel back into my past?
Could I visit heaven and speak with my mother again?
The ideas are endless, quiver is the state of my chin.
I will have to have more time, I know that now of course.
Black Beauty was gorgeous, do I need a unicorn horse?
the faeries are gathering, to watch me make my mind think.
I finally wave my wand and give myself a new granite sink.
little birds flying around my legs and feet
unless i got some food, no way do they want to meet
i enjoy them in flight, being all free
oh, Sweet Mama, how i wish that was me
the water is their seductress as well as their mirror
it is within this much needed Peace where i see things so much clearer
the whooping crane flies away showing her natural size
this bubblebath jacuzzi feeling inspires the sun to rise
a stray puppy comes out of nowhere to say hello
i pet his little head, and he begins to lick my elbow
we then look at the water together wondering where it goes
we listen to some mid 70s bob james, and the grooves temporarily frees us from our woes
We must live in a zoo
The way that you do
Cry Crocodile tears
Always on cue
As you Monkey around
With every guy in town
Slick as a Snake
With the decisions you make
Craning my neck
Like the tallest Giraffe
As my Elephant mind
Never forgets
And when I bring it up
Say that I've had enough
You scream in my face
Like a wild Whooping Crane
Are you serious
Says this Laughing Hyena
I can't take it no more
Like a Lion I roar
It's hard to keep up
With you Miss Cheetah
Thick skin I have grown
Like a Rhino
I'm tired of your lies
This Owl's become wise
Now that I think of it
This all seems to fit
So I'll see you later
Alligator
It's too hard to cage you
I'm outta this Zoo
Find xanthium' squeeze in a sigh
asking a righteous void, hear my entreat
hand to heart, in a beggar's sky
not just for myself,
not just for why...
Can a heart devoid of hope
seek to find salvation
from a Quentin Tarantino film
in a strange pulp voice
that sounded just like mine.
Your sin, my sins
vowed never relent..
nor let cementing cold take you
so don't despair..
Place two fingers, just beside your neck
feel it pulse?
it's you,
and you still care.
Search the world's underbelly
the meek and mild
little mouse infirm, the whooping crane strong, all us
no longer beguiled.
Roaming streets and back alleys
afraid to meet my neighbor's eye
I, the guilty
waiting a just reply.
It's a quarter past two,
last train leaves at three..
the sign at the platform's final end
stands glaring,
waiting a reprieve.
A proud primping Whooping crane calls out
'it's justice'..
All a lowly titmouse discerns,
'it's just us'.
sitting on the edge of a waterfront hill
the rain has finally stopped
the reluctant sun has dried everything up
shuggie otis expresses the island feeling
my mind is free
she is at work, but on my mind all the same
the taste of the gravy biscuits and the dr. pepper consume my insides
my stresses are lighter
my funds are still suspect, but more comfortable than the last few months
'God Is Good' is repeating in my mind
though i have to get back to it tomorrow
today is frozen still right now in the most perfect peaceful moment
now the crusaders are mellowing me out, and i have no place to hide
time is a nonfactor today as i watch the water flow and the whooping crane hunt
i just wish that i had more than thirty minutes to enjoy this gem of perfection
however, life and a home alarm system upgrade calls
until the next time, my dear sweet latest discovery of pure contentment