#273 - two dreamworks

  

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two dreamworks

 

imagine no treetops

 

(a freedom of as if)

 

tendril to slip  

follow along a plod

not that one might not soar

tremble turn

 

and someone is already home

means we are to visit

 

in binary

as with mirror lit

(the tarn in the high bole)

or come into an understanding

 

imagine no treetops

but the leafery

on up forever

touches a moon

and planets, stars

goes much further

than before or ever

takes in all heavenly bodies

 

breezes!

branch and root

and who can tell?

 

parenthetic

kind of notation you hear

 

how could it have been just the one?

 

who can say where which?

everyone’s climbing

and catch who falls

 

have often dreamt

the tunnel under

 

can only have guessed how here

 

it’s in how the forest’s wide

 

sometimes you see it

already a museum

all the one book goes round

 

there is an endlessness in creature

all against the fact

and dignity in being

 

run naked up an adulation

 

when we have left

the tree is still rising

let it

 

tangle all toes

and grip so surely

this is where we’re from

 

 

slow waltz to Neil Young’s ‘Harvest Moon’

 

like chasing a kite

holding and fixed to the Earth spun

 

it was something dropped

from I think a balloon

and managed to catch

how much was intention?

whom should I show?

 

plays all night

which is another country

 

know we salute the deep

and drink in

farty restless the embodied

little snuggle  

but off alone now gone

 

once called this a marathon

getting to light

 

in dreamscript

lost halls and turns of rooms that were

I am keeping a book of it

old dentist’s chair behind the door

and choirs along the way

a little stairway running corridors

 

keep in a drawer

and truth to tell

might rhyme

 

a phrase

if I miss

it never matters

 

dropped a bucket

for miracle to catch

and did

but if I missed just

wait till the world comes round