Emerald Dreams

in the dream there was an emerald glow

that enveloped me

as I walked

through the snow

seeking the mystery

that led me

into an unknown land

guided by the emerald glow

I sought answers from the gods

and wizards I didn’t know

my dream guiding me

into unknown country

where I walked on clouds

to see what I could see

it’s always exciting to me

when my emerald dreams

take me to new places to see

and I begrudge the long days

that are reality

waiting

patiently

for sleep

to envelope me

Bubble Troubles

we all live in a bubble

seeking verification

on cable TV

because we live in

an insecure society

there’s bubbles for the wealthy

and bubbles for the poor

there’s bubbles for races

and more

someday hopefully

there will not be

all these bubbles

with their troubles

in our country

Requiem for a Hoarder

decades of newspapers and magazines cluttered every room, silent witnesses to bygone eras, nestled alongside a lifetime of eclectic collections in the gathering gloom

when the coroner came to collect the old man, his worn-out body in his favorite chair in front of a fan, he was surrounded with trinkets and displays from his good old days

every room was piled high with one man’s treasure yet another man’s junk, standing lamps, piles of clothes from ages past that stunk worse than a skunk

boxes and crates with no labels butted against couches and tables, towers of books with subjects ranging from science to early fables, rolls of cables, and an assortment of turntables

souvenirs from other countries, plastic children’s toys that still made noise, clocks off all kinds, dried food, ancient weather vines, and assorted other sundries

missing were photos of family, a lonely man severed from humanity, living in an alternate reality, his life a mere triviality, his collections becoming his center of gravity

they said the old man had a mental disorder, a condition not unknown to many people trying to install order into their chaotic life, and turning into a hoarder

The View From Eternity

souls sitting on sheer cliffs

like birds of prey

night and day

for eternity

their view goes on forever

unobstructed by reality

universes unfold like flowers

amidst meteor showers

a truly stunning display

in many a galaxy

far far away

In The Age of The Sage

long before the final war

when forests were still green

and the waters in the rivers

ran blue

there was an age of wisdom

when a sage made his debut

teaching people the right thing to do

he appeared before young and old

and those that were smart

soon did as they were told

he gave them laws to live by

stressing equality

but these laws they chose to defy

and the sage went back into the sky

and mankind discovered the horror of war

and nothing was the same anymore

Goat Olympics

the competitors stood before the sheer cliff

stirring nervously

nimble hoofs shuffling silently

as they waited for the event to begin

their coats wet from rain

their goal to win

no path to show the way

during the sheer climb

that would take all day

but the mighty goats

looking to become

the greatest of all time

do it for the glory

that treacherous climb

to crown a champion

in the Goat Olympics

gaining fame for all time

The Snail Summit

the big snail summit was finally held in June

shelled gastropods gathered from around the world

hosting conferences under the light of the moon

It was a slow moving affair

but everyone who was there

agreed it was a boon

the land snails

the sea snails

and the freshwater snails

left behind happy trails

sluggishly sliming home

to their safety zone

looking forward to next year

when it would be time to reappear