Courney Maxwell




                                                                           Wishers

                                     You don't believe
                                     what liars say.
                                     You believe in wishes.
                                     I'm the liar,
                                     I don't believe in wishes.
                                     I wish I could.
                                     I want to believe
                                     life can be conquered
                                     that what I yearn for
                                     could be true.

                                     Too many wishes
                                     lost in the world.
                                     Suspended in the sky
                                     dancing with the stars
                                     and frolicking with our moon.
                                     burning up in the sun.

                                     wishes aren't real
                                     but dreams can be.
                                     Anything can be made.
                                     Reality or dreams
                                     can be woven
                                     into a blanket
                                     to protect you and me
                                     and all the other
                                     wishers in the world.

                                     I don't believe in wishes
                                     but my wihes didn't stop
                                     they're caressing the eye of god.
                                     So weave something
                                     from our wishes
                                     a story
                                     a blanket
                                     a world of lies.
                                     I'll buy.
                                     Then maybe
                                     in some weird way
                                     wishes won't be dead.

                                                    22 February 2001

           
author's comment: "It's rough still but that tells you the most about a poet I think."









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