Some Call It Fog
Poems From The Porch
The opportunity to have our heads in the clouds,
to be impractical and to daydream about creative ideas,
has visited all who live here today.
Imagine all of us together
being lost in fantastical musings and inspired daydreams,
each in a magical wonderment of their own.
What magnificent ideas would emerge!
And when the clouds float away to the realm of the eagles,
our vision and insight about enacting new possibilities will spring forth
like green buds, new and fresh,
and we will all be empowered
by the blue sky clarity
to live into the highest version of ourselves
in peace and love
~the manifestation of my heady cloud fantasy.