Doing Time With Unicorns

Doing Time With Unicorns

Time to step back from this table

Been bending crayons against these papers

Hours and hours floating away

In lovely dreams and fairy tales

My fingers and toes ache to stretch a bit

Out my door and down the road

There’s a lady on her knees in her garden

Caspia  and Tritonia petals smiling

Pulling weeds to make it perfect

Not so different she and I

I understand her need to please.

I pull a smoke out from the pack in my pocket

Strike a match then the flame

The air fills with floral swirls

The whirls change into forgotten shadows

 Deep dark memories return to haunt

Not finding peace here just yet

Not finding why I have to, just yet.

Throw down the smoke and grind it into the dirt

Head on back to my tiny space

A covered camp without any trace

The love we had is finally asleep

Don’t wake it up, let it dream.

Alone is where I need to flee

Among the ashes of what used to be

Until tomorrow arrives with renewed luck

I’ll be here drawing rainbows

Doing time with the unicorns and fables

Under cloudless, starless skies –

Alone is where I need to be.

©Susan Morgan Bosler, November 18, 2012, All Rights Reserved

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Fly Away

Fly Away

 

So she says . . .

At the top of the world

Where the sun never sets

There’s no night

To gather up my dreams

At the bottom of the world

Where the moon’s at the horizon

There’s no way to find you –

~

You’re always in my dreams

I’d like to take a hold of you

You’re always in my thoughts

Why can’t there be more of you –

~

Copying your face over and over again

Pencil and pen, over and over again

I want to sculpt your hand so I could hold it now and then

I want to feel your heart so I could hear it beat

As I lay upon your chest, and you breathe, and I breathe

You in –

 

You’re always in my dreams

I’d like to be with you now

You’re always in my thoughts

Why can’t there be a way some how

For us to simply fly away?

~

You’re always in my dreams

I’d like to take a hold of you

You’re always in my thoughts

Why can’t there be more of you –

~

The sun will never set

The moon will never rise

There’s got to be a day when

My dreams of you come to pass

There’s got to be a night when

We’re together at last

At last; At last; At last

We’re together at last and then,

We fly away.

 

 

© Susan Morgan Bolser, Lyrics.   2012.  All Rights Reserved.

September 13, 2012

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