On Oceans of Blue

as i slept last night

things ran through my mind

i needed to say them

to write them

to read them

so i told my dearest friend

to bounce these ideas around

"life is like a bumper car game,"

i told him

"you’re either causing the wrecks

or avoiding them"

then i thought for a moment

and finally said

"life is like a carousel

lots of pretty colors and music

that never goes anywhere"

i had to pause again

thoughts may run quickly through the mind

but slowly through the mouth

otherwise they are misconstrued

"life is like a roller coaster

ups and downs and loop de loops

you know physics keeps you in

and you cant help but scream"

i had just one more

"life is like a ferris wheel

long lines, short rides, and cold, bitter wind

most definitely not worth the tickets"

i said all of this in a matter of minutes

he gave me no reply

i asked him, in a quick, anxious voice

"what do you think it all means?

should we cause wrecks or avoid them?

should we ride a pointless ride?

should we hush and trust the rails?

should we skip the ferris wheel?"

still, he remained silent

whether in thought about my words or the road

i could not tell

then he said this,

"avoid the wrecks but learn from the ones you cant get away from.

the beauty of the animals and the music is well worth a short ride,

however meaningless it may seem.

scream as loud as you can on any roller coaster.

throw your arms in the air,

let your hair blow in the wind.

the more twists, the more fun.

one more thing,

you may never attend a fair without riding the ferris wheel.

some things just have to be done."

we sat in silence for a while

watching the houses and trees go by

until he asked what i thought.

"i think we just finished my thoughts.

now i write so i can read."

so i wrote

and now i’ll read

so i can clear my head

of county fair games

and possibly get back to real life