Sky Dreams

The sky is filled with birds, clouds and vapor trails

Such a big and beautiful place,

So vast and high up there

Seems a waste not to use more of it

But that leads to the question of what for?

And what could really be good enough?

probably just added useless shit

Shit that I wouldn’t want to see up there, anyway

Like more planes and non-recycled plastic bags

I would much rather see it filled with written words,

And of secret dreams

The kind of which are so big,

It would take up the entire sky

Dream big, they say

And so do I

And so I do

After all, daydreams, nighttime dreams,

Dreams of all and any kind

Seem, to me, to be the best way to pass the time

So, dream big,

And fill all the skies

All the skies in this world and others

Fill it with all you like, want or wish for

Fill it with all that may or may not ever be

© Dicky J Loweman 2015