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  157.     

Anatomy Of A Dream

It amazes me how a dream
Is contrived from reality;
Fine-tuned to a subconscious scheme
played out nightly, surreally.
Take any dream for example:
It most frequently manifest
Itself via random samples
Of recall that had been suppressed
Which the subconscious mind reveals
Through abstract sensations expressed
Involuntary and unreal-
Most forgettable more or less
Are these colored and black and white
Series that’s conjured every night.
 
Albert Ahearn
   
 

   
   
 

  158.     

Another Love Poem

Can every tomorrow be guaranteed?
Will our love live forever and a day?
One can’t predict what tomorrow may bring
But our love is certain as this year’s spring.
Can the sun be stopped from rising each day?
Can a bard cease writing his love poems?
If tomorrow may dawn another day
And we find the sun has lost its own way
A poet that day will write words like this:
“Tomorrows may come but then again no
Yet the love you share will prosper and grow
If the sun never cast another ray
The love in your hearts will light the way
For your future tomorrows come what may.”
 
Albert Ahearn
   
 

   
   
 

  159.     

Are You Game?

I am eccentric people often say
Because I view the world and all I see
In different, peculiar ways. My quirks raise
Eyebrows to say the least. Unusual, Gee!
I am a human being for Christ's sake!
Humanity is nuts to some degree.
If this is true, why look at me to make
Your case? It’s only when your quirks decree
The norm, mine become eccentricities
Abhorred by most of societies cliques.
The different peculiarities
I see but one: A different bag of tricks.
I’ll do my bag and be my guest, the same.
And stop this silly poppycock. You game?
 
Albert Ahearn
   
 

   
   
 

  160.     

August

I need not a fine calendar
To identify the present month;
With all its entire splendor
Will not be found on a twelvemonth.
If one lives in tune with nature
There are always some clues at hand:
Like a hound on a fox’s spoor
Indications he understands.
A rivers edge recedes and slows
The pear trees host the birds and bees
Catnip begins to decompose
And acorns fall from large oak trees.
Countless hints a man can trust
The four above claim its August.
 
Albert Ahearn
   
 
 
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