Day26: Another Princess Dream

Another Princess Dream


by the empty beer bottle and the stream rushing under

the road – another cyclist goes by

the renovated barn house. Last month I wanted

to paint goldfish – I completely dismissed

the possibility of playing the trumpet again

mostly cloudy – in Lausanne a wall is sprayed

with some sort of tripes in a bottle, and plants,

and it begs questions that will be ignored

as in my balloon, I am gone for now, with Don

he would have loved the yellow fluffy dress

that shows off my strong brown legs. And the fields

stretch below the little Rochefort Castle, to the lake

here, a centaur and tree nymphs would not be

out of place, perfect climate, mostly cloudy

but the lizards still writhe under the wisteria

stirring up old leaves, and I stir old memories

and despite no sleep here goes my morning chants

so sensitive these days, like the princess

and the pea – the last nightmare

reeked of cheese and poverty

and DNA altering vaccines – somethings

that Muta would protest – in sleep I once

more roam the lanes of Grants Pen with Alfred

like his little brown skin handbag

and on the eve of the return to business

know that I did not become a performer

but let me take my cat

and let me take my time



Saffron – April 2020

PS. As an afterthought I’m adding the graffiti – I just don’t know what’s in that bottle!

Courtesy of my– No copyright infringement is intended




You will need to fill out, in five minutes or less, the following “Almanac Questionnaire.” Then, use your responses as to basis for a poem.

Happy writing!

Almanac Questionnaire

Weather: mostly cloudy
renovated barn house
morning chants
Childhood dream: 
be a performer
Found on the Street: 
tripes (?) in a bottle & plants
DNA altering vaccines
yellow fluffy dress
Hometown memory: 
Grants Pen with Alfred
Notable person: 
Muta (Mutabaruka)
Outside your window, you find: 
Today’s news headline: 
on the eve of the return to business
Scrap from a letter:
I completely dismissed the possibility of playing the trumpet again
Animal from a myth: 
Story read to children at night: 
The Princess and the Pea
You walk three minutes down an alley and you find: 
empty beer bottle
You walk to the border and hear: 
the stream rushing
What you fear: 
Picture on your city’s postcard
: Rochefort small castle (châtelet)


5 thoughts on “Day26: Another Princess Dream

  1. This meandering stream-of-consciousness style is entirely yours–I can hear your voice in my head! Love the images of the yellow dress showing off strong brown legs, the quasi-present centaur and nymphs, the lizards frolicking in the wisteria. I could keep quoting!😍

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