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April 30, 2014



Fingers gripping the armrest

I feel the plane lift off,

rising, rising, breaking

free from the pull of gravity straining

to hold us down until

suddenly we float effortlessly

over ocean, plane’s smooth

underbelly coasting along the

tops of clouds.

Somewhere off the coast of Greenland I drift

into the fitful sleep of an upright

position.  Paper-covered pillow stuffed

against the window, legs

tangled in carry-0ns stored under the seat

before me, no

first class traveler am I,

reclining in leather upholstery,

but one of nine across–

cattle herded intercontinentally.

Tossing and turning I travel in

my dreams

over red-roofed villages amidst shadowy emerald green

forests, castle ruins on rocky hilltops encircled

by tumbling walls, and into

cathedrals of ancient stone where

I find myself rising, rising, soaring

to the tops of magnificent arches,

Gothic or Romanesque, I can never remember,

riding the powerful chords of the pipe organ I

touch blocks set in 1460 AD, and joining

hands with a Baroque cherub my soul dares

to sing.


2 Comments leave one →
  1. May 4, 2014 12:43 pm

    Oh. I like this. Very much!
    How interesting, your thoughts of traveling and Greenland, castles and gothic arches.
    Which reminds me, did you go back to Monterey for a wedding?
    I’m impressed you have your own booklet of poetry. The many talents of JSB. 😉

    • sassysistersink permalink*
      May 9, 2014 2:45 am

      oh, lynn– i’ve been negligent and i apologize! thank you so much for your kind words. i started to write that post with an explanation and then just shelved it– actually, saved it as a draft and just published the poem. i did it for me, i discovered– part of living into my own passion, without concern for acceptance. it was freeing.
      the wedding is june 7, and i’ll leave on the third. my dad has been in and out of the hospital and is now in a rehab center regaining his strength to go home. this put all of my plans on temporary hold, but things are looking good now.
      thank you for being here– your presence is so affirming!

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