World within Worlds..(and fragments of memory lane )

I wasn't lost....
simply
in another world...
perhaps parallel ...
perhaps,
rambling in my head...
directions clouded
by emotions
fragmented thoughts...
I remember Sylvia
and being stoned
in Shirley's Lottery...
bit scary if
one thinks about it...
other times
I might have been
at the wrong angle...
if there were such a thing...
just another turn
in the road...
I think that one was called
marriage...
I still
laugh...
it wasn't Shakespeare...
In my early years,
they spoke in tongues
or some kind of
gibberish..
that eventually
broke down into
a variety of languages
separated by accents,.
I thought I was Shirley Temple
everyone always said so....
pulling my curls,
pinching my cheeks...
until they heard me sing
and trip over my feet..
at least my shoes are cuter now..
I still
live
within worlds
sometimes
here,
sometimes
there....
but,
I always
find...
my way home.

A moment of reflection

Simplicity
a moment of clarity
smooth
rough
too much,
never enough
a shifting
of
perception,
instantaneous
conception
found.... then
lost
in the revolution
of a kaleidoscopic point ....
reflection.

Yesterday's Song.

moody skies,
rushing water

in

mossy streams .
matching
eyes..
swollen,
aching
from allergies
and men...
same difference sometimes.
I wonder at perceptions,
communications...

realizations.
V makes me smile
and laugh...
baaaad company indeed....
every gift,
every day treasured
despite..
the stormy weather
outside
and within..
I count the days
casually...
knowing
my time is coming..
and I too ,
will soon be gone.
Yesterday's song....
playing on the oldies.