Birthday Present

I wanted to bring back the

best gift from the country

for you, just for you.

I wanted to.

Some sky would be nice

lots of lovely sky with

light fleecy clouds.

So I rushed through

stores and bought the

biggest shiny box and

looked for a perfect bow.

All shades of blue, violet

with red and yellow.

An entire rainbow of

colored ribbons for the

box to put this sky into.

Then on the bus my bow

fell apart. Somebody

stepped on the box. It's

all crushed and dirty.

By the time we got to

the city it was late. Did

my sky fly away?

The box is empty now.

I wanted to bring back the

best gift from the country

for you, just for you.

I wanted to. 

Scarves

I want to make scarves from the sky.

Since I’m not much of a seamstress,

here’s hoping it won’t be too hard.

 

To start I’ll just pick up a fleecy

white cloud to cover my neck.

 

Maybe create a dove gray scarf

and cut out pale blue ones too.

Make entire closets full of them.

At sunset I will fashion boas

of bright ruby and tangerine.

My midnight shawl will be long

gleaming ebony covering my

shoulders keeping me warm.

 

If lucky I’ll find some rainbows…

kaleidoscopes to wrap up in.

I will list them on eBay and Craig’s,

hang pictures on my Facebook wall.

Imagine, everybody will want them!

Would you like one too?

Better put your order in now.

Falling

Down through blackness

into dusty subterranean

tracks where trains race.

 

Silver rods speed through dream

stations transforming tunnels

with bolts of blue white sparks.
 

Falling 

On a steel car looking out my

window. How many times will

this bullet train spin off rail?

 

How many times must I ride

that dark horse called nightmare?

in air off course tumbling down.

 

Falling

 

Dangling on thick utility cables

over edge, through trees into lights

crashing fast against buildings.

 

Now flying through space.

Careening in pitch black night,

my silver train shattering glass.