The dreamer



A big house in the dessert

Alone with the sun, the wind, the sky

beside the pool eating dessert

Three white birds busy to fly

to freedom for peace and rest.

Always in the air to nowhere

one slaked off to make a nest.

Maybe forever, but where?

Now on the blanket beside the pool

you can see the water brown

sun setting west and wind getting cool.

Slaked off bird’s a clown

the other two’s still carrying on.

No life, yet living with anyone.

Two birds still together yet different.

One bowler, one dreamer.

One wants to pay no rent

the other wants to bath in cream.

Unattended pool to dark.

Tomorrow will come for the three

to reunite at the specified mark,

but now they had depart – this three.


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