HALF A THOUGHT

i have half a mind to lapse in to nostalgia-
about the Golden Age of poetry
when everyone shared their words and thoughts and dreams and songs
and met at every available opport/unity
to make/create/renew associations older than time
This is you.Now.Yes!and we compound and spin eccentric orbits
like privately funded space projects.We subsidize ourselves
If there is a way to add to and make new this moment
find us polishing our space capsules in preparation for launch
Flow goes with us @all times
We are in process,in orbit and in flight
There is no point repeating choruses of past lies
The gift of present intention makes all right
(we will be here all night folks!-
this is only half a thought-the rest you get
once you express your response
to the possibility that we have only begun to sing
and dreams enter new/ each and every evening...