OUT OF BODY TRAVALING
Recently I discovered while a sleep , NO not thatA whole new way of travailing , well new to me
As I dreamed , I found I were not dreaming as such
I were a floating above my sleeping body
Thinking how strange this is to be above me looking down
I banged me head on the ceiling , except me
Head went through , up through the bed above
I'd failing a sleep upon the sofa you see
Went up, up I floated up , through the ceiling
The roof out in to the night sky , very strange
I'm sure you agree, then I look down upon me house
But I was floating free , no use of car nor plane
Or anything just me floating , as I looked around me I
Could see others floating like me , a bloke noticed me
''Your new'' , '' first time?'' he asked me
''Er yes , what eaver I'm doing'' '' I'm certainly doing it!'
'' What?'' ''never herd of out of body travail?''' , he says
''Er nope I aint'' , '' what the hades is that when it's at home?''
Funny thing to say with me homes below me!
I scratch my head now totally at sea , yet I was in the night air confounded
''simple'' , he says , ''just think wear you'd like to be''
'' And presto you will go'' , '' you saying?'' , '' I can go any wear I chose'?'
''yup '' , '' thats about it'' , he said to me,
Now I were all agog , as I thought , he went , leaving me a thinking
Wondering what I could do ,wear I could go , Australia to see me mates down
Under hope the barbies not lite , they may think I'm prawn!
Friends in Canada , one I'd appear on her cycle handlebars , grinning
May be not she'd prang her bicycle and swear in fluent French!
May be Turkey see my friend there , India friends there as well
Iran , friends there , U S A , Sweden , so many choices , Holland too
Think ; this far so good , I get me bearings
Think; now lets see what this baby can do!!!!
Then I fell on the flore , woke up!!!
Ken D Williams (THE DYSLEXIC POET)
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Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2007-08-14 at 23:58
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