more than a dream once


moon-pied eyes
crowned-cola smiles
lost in a childhood dream
one where spitting watermelon seeds
for a new world record distance
is more than what can be perceived
painted stick horses gallop
beneath the thunder of  bare feet
while the crack of licorice whips
fill the summer air
with the sound of impossible imagination
it wasn’t just a dream  
for once upon a time
smack in the middle
of a seven year old mind
i was there





peaceful dream


yesterday’s man
flashes a peace sign
the flower child
turns old and somehow
notions become material
his painted dream smiles
the artist winks
a nation crumbles
never to know 
inner peace





smoke dreams


cancer lives in a city,
third house on the left.
it is filled with sadness
songs of nicotine regrets.

the highways in town
leads to and from.
spectators in fast cars,
gasoline shadows zoom.

nearby is an lake,
filled with sympathy’s tears,
in the center is a graveyard  
lined with trees and well-wishers.

meanwhile i dream
of the years before.
another city, another house
no cancer at the door.





reality vs dream


my thoughts race 
before my dreams
like flood waters 
rush across an open field
nothing to impede
the water’s advance
as it leaves
behind all the rest
reality it seems
outraces the best
of dreams





in my dream


i dream of youth
memories of pine needles 
fragrant spring forests
mile upon mile

later i dream of wild flowers 
waves from distant fields
each tiny head nods 
in light summer breeze

now it is autumn
the years swirl
memories fall
like autumn’s leaves

soon it will be winter
clouds drop ice and snow 
the ground is bare
and will surely freeze