I’m dreaming; drifting,
Lifting myself up high,
I’m waving; life-saving,
While sailing the open sky.
I’m diving; sinking;
Suffocating in a cloud.
Still well, and well so still,
I’m serenading the crowd.
Holly cow… oh wow!
So this is art,
Poetry they call it;
Hmm sound quite smart.
I’m enjoying the breath;
Enjoying the breeze….
Enjoying Jove,
So tell me of the birds and bees.
Not those, silly man
Tell me of what I see,
Tell me of the wings that fly with me.
Nkululeko Mdudu
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/day-dream-9/
