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Alpha, Theta, Delta
by Alison McKenzieI’ve got these moments,
Waiting for the other shoe to fall,
Listening to the altered states of technology
Ringing into the ethers
Between my ears.
I am alone,
Waiting to head over the falls,
Knowing I’m one in a million
Just like me.
This is my Tao,
Ridin' on the back of the bus,
On the outside
Feelin' the wind in my hair
Tastin' the salt air
Draggin' my book bag,
New sneakers
And brand new pair of jeans.
I’ve got these moments,
Hearing my daughters laugh,
My sons sing,
And the fish breathe,
Feedin' the dogs
And watering the roses.
I want to fly,
Even if it’s only on the
Delta waves of lucidity.
09/25/2009 Author's Note: Sleepy girl.
Posted on 09/25/2009
Copyright © 2024 Alison McKenzie
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 09/25/09 at 01:37 PM You're flying pretty high with this remarkable poem, Alison! |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/25/09 at 03:45 PM Dream deeply, and rest. :) |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 09/26/09 at 05:37 PM What a delight reading the Tao of Alison, find there a denim carpet ride and images enough to fill Aladin's empty lamp. Wew! |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 09/28/09 at 09:35 AM ...you are. and minute [molecular] pieces zoom off your wonderful karma as you zip thru the atmosphere at bus level...cool write, Queen. |
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