Madness

 

A little madness

goes a long way

especially for those

who love to play.

 

I see tree roots

like rocket fires blasting away

taking the tree house

on a journey today.

 

And houses with hauntings

of ghosts that cry,

yearning for a second chance

to live their lost lives.

 

I see new moons rising

an Aquarius Age

where people are dancing

and listening to a sage.

 

A myriad of colors

floating with grace

like a ballet dancer

or an Olympic foot race.

 

And people see one another

for the very first time.

Their auras announcing

new verses in rhyme.

 

Each sunrise the world

begins a new day.

I know a little madness

will go a long, long way.

 

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