Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

cherry blossoms have fallen,
the earth a collage of fragmented pink and brown
another day in a page-turning autobiography
synapses flaring in the antique furnace of gray

what should I get into today, how will I
pull another rabbit out of my Orioles baseball cap
what sleight of mind trick is left in the bag I stole from Felix
how can I make this day stand out like a hacked van gogh

if my life had a chorus, I'd sing, The Front Porch
is a Pretty Good Version of Heaven, the rocking chair
is a metronome, the ottoman framed in purple haze
pansies twirling in the sunlit cedar box

I ain't no Neil Young......but I do have a better voice

bamboo chimes keep prefect tempo
the earl grey is tepid but surprisingly tasty
song lyrics bounce like bombastic ping pong balls
across the table of contents in an ethereal lottery

another glorious day in the shadows of my years
another day in the softening colors on the palette
another day of the muted trumpet playing miles davis
soft and low to the grace of a floating swan in the clouds

a dump trucks' air brakes squeal
and I am reminded................
holy shit ....I'm still on terra firma
........and that's OK

I'm right there! With the pink-brown terrain, the steady-rocking chair, the ottoman in purple haze, the chimes keeping time with bouncing lyrics, the floating swan in the clouds, man how I love to cloud-watch... Nice.

thanx brother....my mind can take me on some pretty cool trips at times....ha ha