Daydreaming again

If you could do anything

If you could…

If you could become

There was something there

The thought passed by

Caught in the noise

Floating on the surface of a windblown pond

Spinning, endless spinning

Daydreaming again

Watching the trees

Listening to the birds arguing

A dog barking

The sound of the television

A detergent commercial

Someone trying to be something

Writing copy

Not content to wait

Our moment dissolves

Did sand start out as sand?

Thoughts turn to steam

There is something there

Deploy a huge sail

Trap the thoughts against it

Use them to force the issue

Catch them before it's too late

Before they are pounded

Into sand

The sound of breaking glass

A child crying

The backdoor opens

The screen door slams

Reaching in again

What was it

Something about…

If I could be anything?

©2011 Tony Whitford