ANOTHER DAY

Ambrosius Bosschaert

"Bouquet of Flowers on a Ledge"

courtesy: lacma.org

Poetry Potluck

June 5, 2011

One Shot Wednesday

Delia awakes in a dream

in which a flower vase

teetering on a lofty ledge

uses every ounce of free will

to either cling to what is known

or take the plunge--

the roses in the vase more alive

than the people below who shuffle along

in a dream

of a dream

of life

In the street

a naked sumo wrestler

drives by in a tiny golf cart

and pinches the bottoms

of unsuspecting shoppers--

too smug to acknowledgethat they have felt something--

while two midgets

unbeknownst to each other

walk on stilts concealed beneath their clothes

blending in with the crowd

When the midgets meet

each smirks into the face of the other

automatically assuming the other

to be someone with nothing to hide

While high upon the ledge

the wind

like the voice of God

whispers to the flowers in the vase

that teeters on the brink

From nearby windows the random sounds

of conversation are heard:

End of the world ain't no excuse not

to take out the garbage, ya lazy bum...

And then:

Did you see that woman Arnold slept with?

Any port in a storm, I guess..

And then:

I'll show you the end of YOUR world--

see my fist?

And then:

Yeah, but that was only after Maria said

GIT OFFA ME, YOU BIG TUB O' GOO!

And then:

All these years we worshiped Lance

and now it comes out he's just another cheater...

And then:

Did you see Britney's butt on TV?

damn thing is HUGE!

And then:

Ah STILL don't believe that's the real birth certificate...

And then

having heard enough

the vase that teeters on the edge

relinquishes its lofty perch

to descend into a world where people

walk along in a dream

of a dream

of life...

about to experience a momentary awakening