The Bison bellowed when he saw the dog talking with the steer
the cats who were near
whispered secrets that only they could hear
goats bleating as they jumped from one mountain to another
with ease
birds speaking multiple languages in nearby trees
a weasel whistling
a porcupine bristling
on another beautiful spring day
when the creatures like to come out and play
in Animal Land
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I dreamt I was lying in a field of pumpkins one October day
watching the orange gourds play
like frisky future Jack-O-Lanterns they had fun
in the warm embrace of the sun
they talked about a harvest moon
that they were expecting soon
when I heard one let out a deep sigh
“What a miserable fate to end up a pie!”
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There are alternate realities despite what some may say
There’s more mystery than just the passing of each day
seers, wizards, prophets, fortune-tellers, are visionaries
who explore hidden realms with their own itineraries
using portals as entries
portals can be found in mirrors
forests and mountains
their everywhere
secrets to dimensions to nowhere
or in your nightmares
and your fantastical dreams
nothing is as it seems
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interconnecting anyplace
dimensional corridors
embrace
dual realities
compete
in cyberspace
over the fate
of the
human race
***
a slender arm
reached up
from the lake’s
dark waters
reaching for the sky
clutching
the legendary
sword
Excalibur
a gift for a king who would die
wielding it against enemies
who personify
evil in a mythical land
called Camelot
where
noble knights
court fair damsels
in a world
that never was
**
the keeper of dreams
comes to imaginations
with lurid temptations
promising
islands in the sky
beauty
in the mind’s eye
a veritable Versailles
where ones mind can fly
to islands in the sky
where mythology
turns into folk etymology
and no one has to die
***
I’m looking to stimulate my imagination
by bringing along flying turtles
to give me inspiration
my muse riding in a row boat
a fantasy innovation
coming to me with
with childish fascination!
**
He was eating a burrito when the call came in that there was a disturbance at a local Inn…
… the odd thing you see, was the Inn was no longer occupied and hadn’t been for over a half of a century, which poised a mystery to Officer O’Reilly…
the Inn was once a landmark of fame where the wealthy came, but had hit on hard times many years ago, it’s interior splendor disguised by dust and rust, a sad and forgotten tableau…
Officer O’Reilly read the report by a citizen who walked by the Inn that night claiming he heard noises and saw an eerie light…
approaching the front door O’Reilly remembered the local lore that told of a hidden horror lurking there forevermore…
and peeked into the window instead, hoping he wouldn’t see the walking dead, when he suddenly saw a head and let out a moan of dread, because it was moving until it disappeared into the dark interior…
flashlight pointed straight ahead O’Reilly kicked in the front door and plunged into the dark gloom rapidly moving his flashlight around the room…
when he saw a man with an old-fashioned lantern in his hand, barely able to stand, O’Reilly called out and asked why he was there, but all the man did was stare…
deciding he was a harmless old vagrant seeking shelter he let him stay for one more day, and he went on his way when the old man had nothing to say, unaware he disappeared the moment he walked away.
****
She stood silent and still
listening to the spirits on the hill
a beautiful young wiccan she
standing straight next to a tree
listening to lost souls from eternity
whispers that soon became a plea
begging her to be set free
she listened compassionately
but it wasn’t meant to be
her magic wasn’t strong enough
to set the tortured souls free
so she returned every night
listening to their stories sadly
standing beside an old oak tree
dreaming of the day
when she could set them all free
Satchmo singing”What a wonderful world” in a corner of the 1950’s themed diner that never closes down
a mythical diner that attracts great musicians and singers from all around
Jelly Roll Morton rubbing elbows with Duke Ellington at the red bar
the two legends watching Buddy Holly perform from afar
Little Richie, Jerry Lee Lewis, and Fats Domino
hanging out but looking for somewhere else to go
Roy Orbison and Elvis Presley
looking over at Billie Holiday and Peggy Lee
Diane Ross and Janis Joplin playing Liar’s Dice
while old Blue Eyes, Frank Sinatra, tries to be nice
so he can stay in this musical paradise
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