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...and they lived happily ever after. Smith & Lady: poets, artists, photographers & adventurers.
Our relationship was forged to the soundtrack of Yoko Ono's magic,
frenetic, love-laden song, "Walking On Thin Ice." ( play song )



In this big dream reality
in the little dreams that are
like little wakenings

I find my true abilities, long-lost,
finally remembered

I fly

Some of them start off with my flying
and they’re easy
but then I look
and I wonder,
wow, what is this I am doing?
A human? flying?

And then I lose the ability to
steer, I careen towards the land,
I can’t get it up
more than a couple inches

And some of the dreams start off with
my flying rather clumsily
and then having to be
contained by ceilings

The humans around me don’t fly

They seem unsurprised

Jaded in the face of the miraculous

Miracles they’ve never seen
except in movies

I hover over their heads,
daring them to notice

I’m usually beautiful
in these dreams

But still, they don’t notice

Maybe it’s because I’m
hovering with bird

Maybe I’m just flying
with the bird
and the humans see the bird
and it’s not remarkable to them

And to think!


They come from dinosaurs!
How different
can you get!

How amazing
the transformation!

Such miracles!

And so unremarked by so many

Veins of untapped realization

I’m glad
people have
to discover

~ Lady

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