MACHINES

Flying

Transparent-See

Straight through me

Processing epiphanies

Roads of gravel with tolls & fees

But for heavens sake - Stay off your knees!

Chat!— it’s time for the birds and the bees

The desires unheard - The desire that breeds!

Being so human— but what it all means?

Where’s the flying machines?

Do we know why the caged bird sings?

& what the unknown actually deems

Wishing a few of our favorite things?

Do we Search for Lenore with all we adore to part those birds & fiends?

...I’ll choose Hope & those Feathered things

Because it perches in the soul and sings

Traveling the road not for taking, yes please

Because of knowing how way leads...

Then we dream within the dreams

Hearing that nothing is as it seems

His soul has grown deep [imagine scenes]

Of rivers ends and broader streams

May It be easier in the sky with Lucy

Having Diamonds - Delusional Queens

Nah, I’ll disappear on some flying machine

Balancing like the birds on a beam

Something I learned from my friend Josephine

I’ll emerge from the shadows like It was of ease

I’ll sing tunes without words — whistling breeze

Time to confront The Raven for Nothing More Rings...

Putting Together that each individual feather can spread into

W I N G S

***Referencing a few of my favorites:

Emily Dickinson

Maya Angelou

Edgar Alan Poe

Robert Frost

The sound of music

The Beatles