Friday, October 31, 2014

Headline Poem 10/31/14 -- A lover's tale

A lover's tale

Maybe there's a world that's as flat as my hand where ghosts come to find the sweetest of lands,
fish for treasures among the bears who hibernate through the winter without a care. 
I'll sleep like them but when I wake I expect a buffet 
and for you to take 
the golden rod
of spectacles 
and open
the eyes 
of all
you meet
in order to
do good
and then 
repeat.