A second blog for today

Dreams and realities

A star shoots by
The man sits silently, brooding
Processions of dancing roses filter through
A unicorn gallops and whinnies
The bees busy themselves with pollen of gold
And still the man stirs not
A boy plays fetch with his dog for eternity
The woman ‘cross the street admires her garden-
A perfect amalgamation of colors and patterns
All is captured by the painter, the writer-
…and the man
He moves, keys in hand
His truck starts with a roar,
Practicality is on the left of the fork,
His passions to the right
A star shoots by,
And he follows it this day