Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I was swimming

the ocean of unconsciousness was turbulent
but offered that view that always turns to pinkish sky

I was beneath the water

trying to make my way to the surface
the sunlight shown like cosmic tiki-torches of promise

my head popped through

a mermaid wearing the latest coral lipstick
kissed my cheek and I felt flush in hearts

the winning hand was royal

and straight, and I woke up in a Brazilian hammock thirsty
for sun-tea sweetened with agave nectar

I felt like a new man

born in the dreams of peyote afternoons with Don Juan
yet drug-free..... and higher than the moon

No comment except I like it. A good dream.

thanx danno....can't even imagine a world without dreams.......or women......or trees..... ......or tequila

I've not used this word in print (possibly in sound) far longer than this old memory recalls ::

Your piece I found to be totally "SPLENDID!" A picture perfect journey for the mind.



(pssstt - "splendid"NOT to be construed in any way with the commercialized product which likely now owns the word, gawd forbid!)

been awhile once Don Juan crossed these eyes, so yeah, big appreciation for your write.