there was just this blank wall
88″ x 100″ of white space
track lighting installed
and aimed
at nothing
now
the tree of life
I hold the ladder
while he hangs it
then he holds the ladder
and I adjust the light
no A-frame
just straight up
braced by his body
circus-style
“ok, I’m going up one more rung”
“uh-huh”
“you got me?”
“yes”
purple gold and blue
peacocks flowers and fruit
illumined
all swirling
flourishing
adorning
our living room
The Bohemian strings flowers from the garden to make marigold leis.
i wake from dreams
with great
inspiration
still early enough
to type
before
school
and the bus stop
drop off
pfft!
i thought the day was still sleeping!
but it pulls me
into text messages
and email communications
all before 5:30am
i’m on the run
before the sun
has risen
just trying
to clear a small space
for art and words
while glancing over my shoulder
at clock-time
hurry
(oh, not yet!)
that beeping alarm will sound
and then
there’ll be no more time
to describe
the dream
the Bohemian and I
planting seeds
in all the dry patches
for the softest grass
of thick green carpet
at our seaside
outdoor dwelling
where we were able to
stretch out
in that no-time zone
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