Boomerang…Fantasy vs Reality
My buzzing orchestra
Rain stringing down thy snow-pink, fluffy, cotton-candy clouds
hymning the rhythms of thy heartbeat
thy conductor- a glossed, ruby red, two-clawed — Mr. Smooth Crab
clawing away thy reality
Get ready for the spinning, black — Baton
and thy friends-chirpy crickets and singing hummingbirds
thy hopping, giddy, stridulating, lemongrass crickets
and tiny, flapping, whirring, bronzy green ‘Amethyst Wood- star
Hummingbirds’
beating wings, 80 beats per second — dancing to the tunes
thy friendly playback singers
mauve, slimy, octopus — thy pianist and clarinetist — thy two in one
eight tentacles in a flurry , playing notes in black and white lines
an elliptical mouth, jarred and jawed, blowing thy wisdom away
squishing into thy tiny heart, tentacles sucking away thy dirt
dark chocolate brown grizzly bears — thy drummers
charred black ants — thy violinists
golden, sun kissed bees — thy bee hummers
high pitched cicadas — thy maracas
clogged arteries unclog, no balloon is popped, no bypass needed
O, what a blasting orchestra
such a gift is nature’s floret
tiny rain drops trickle down thy feet
and kiss the earth beneath
electric currents pass down thy body
conducted by thy soul
made neutral by the earth
a washed-up earth
thy friend — the petrichor delight of wet earth
Oh, that scent — the muddy perfume
faints thou into a daze
down a senseless maze
no maps to guide, no end in sight
thou art lost!
In hues of crimson dawns and caramel-sapphire dusks
candle-light dinners and romantic getaways
entangles you in a copious web
hold on to that grip of reality
Clasp it with both hands!
Lost!
In a land of fantasy
Thy gorgeous face, blushes rose pink
shyness sweeps down your feet
faints all the way down your spine
humbling you
thy daydreams spin such crazy tales
silken, white — horses, brave, handsomely armored — knights, orange zesty sunset — picnics
some memories fade in time
kissing a few sun smiles
riding off a few moon byes
this shall remain!
Burning like a candle
the flame flickers in the swift breeze, left and right
don’t blow on it — yet
don’t slip away from the unicorn wings of fantasy
Lost!
Down the memory lane
in a rainbow spiral of rumination
Lost! In fantasy, no sight of reality
boomerang me back to reality, help!
Lost! A boomerang between fantasy and reality
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