Thanksgiving

Dreams

A pomegranate sky
shoulders my eyes today,
stars of crystal wishes
fill my mind with
the smell of vanilla,
teddy bear hopes transmit
my message to
wayward pelicans
loitering
within my peripheral vision.

This day autumn crisp
shines like a
pumpkin
hardly able to
contain its grin,
the hours I forget
time has no place
here.

Dreams white and fluttering
like angel wings sing,
a chorus of gummy bear
notes,
hummingbirds hum along
in perfectly synchronized
beats.

This heart is speaking
mambo jumbo
lost in the blue blue yonder
discovering laughter
and joy all around.

May the dreams we hold inside
smile forever.






Kevin Harling.