DAYDREAMS is a journal of my thoughts, the fiction that colors my mind. Each post is a thought of its own. They are not meant to be connected; although, one will inevitably toy with another. You can expect to see one or two episodes a week. They will mostly be prose; but if you prefer, you can define them as poetry.

Episode Eight

Always on the move
orangutans build
new nests
every night.

No more than sticks
they are woven
with leaves
and abandoned
at sunrise.

I run to escape
the bright city lights
and a circular highway
to sleep
in the trees
on twigs
apes have left.

I lie on my back
to study the stars,
to learn there are corners
in space
where
the howls
of the jungle
are worth more
than diamonds.

During the day
when butterflies land
on my toes
and parrots fly
in formation
I remember old friends
and wish
they were here.

b e g i n n i n g - t o - e n d

I am a retired art teacher and a wannabe writer. Everything I create is for my own enjoyment. I don’t work for others because I want total freedom to express what I want. All the work I post is original.

DAYDREAMS / RECENT EPISODES

EPISODE SEVEN
EPISODE SIX
EPISODE FIVE
EPISODE FOUR
EPISODE THREE
EPISODE TWO
EPISODE ONE