Sky: grey, sparked
Electric fireworks,
Slanting rain, sound of wind
So maddening, fierce,
Trailers spring up and dance,
Dance a tarantella,
Whirling over others
Tumbling end over end.
...is not a bad thing to be. Many of us called daydreamers as children grew up to be poets, writers, artists. I celebrate daydreaming. It saved my mind as a child. Here are a few of my daydreams.
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