Who would have thought
That a fruit-scented doll
Six inches tall
With ruby hair and freckles
Blueberry eyes
And a strawberry-patched bonnet
Could light up a girl's face
At her eighth birthday party
The way that Strawberry Shortcake can.
DIAMETRIC DIMENSIONS
Is it possible to have existed in a past life
By taking on multiple personas
Or becoming mutable entities
Or is it just a mental myth
Can people physically travel to unknown territories
Such as previous periods in time
Or is this only possible in dreams
If the laws of nature allowed us the possibility
Of exploring these distant galaxies
Would we ever desire to return to our variable lives
In the present
Or would we remain in a fixed past?
FELICITY'S TRANCE
Every night I cruise the Dream Channel
As cerebral waves of rapid movement
Surf from one visionary vignette after another
Awakening latent musings and desires
Of the subliminal psyche:
Visiting unexplored destinations
Encountering alien creatures
Transcending the tip of trepidation
To follow the utopian footprints to immortal bliss
And escape a marred reality for a flawless fantasy.
SPECTRAL SILHOUETTE
She appears in violet shadows of nightfall
Blowing cherubic kisses
And scattering fairy dreams
In the misty air
Then disappears like a fabled nymph.
