I blink
and for a moment's pause
my mind goes still
and explores the crevasse
of memory past,
far, far back
to different circumstances
and different life,
carrying magical ellipses
of angel's breath and fairy dust
and colorful dreams
containing rainbows
of purple unicorns
floating
within clouds
of silver fish
scooping and gliding
under water
within airbubbles
made of mercury silver,
bubbles
gliding upward
in various sizes
resembling
jellyfish
and umbrellas
without Mary Poppins.
(c) 2017 Iris B. Struller