I’ve always wanted to be a member
of just the right conspiracy.
I've always wanted
to pack it all up
and find some
place as distant
as the outer Hebrides.
I’ve always wanted to launch
into vitriolic verse
of freedom and the free
and sit atop a cache of guns
in the Montana of my dreams.
Down below this landscape of mesas and ravines
are warrens of stainless-steel
kitchens and latrines
and up above all this wilderness and mesas and ravines ,
all Montana dreaming.
I’ve always wanted to be a member
of just the right conspiracy,
completely different
from all the other ones.
I have always wanted to see the light!
and hold them off
and eat from cans
and sleep in peace
and let the children dream
while the wind outside
is cold, bitter and screaming.
Please tell me what you think
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Humm..very much self oriented journey you did to bring the conbcern of your inside and that way you are very succesful my friend..well thought...
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Tsk...bean counters.
The problem with choosing just the RIGHT conspiracy is that a new, better, bigger and shinier one is always just around the corner.
Gee..is that a rocket launcher in your pocket...or are you just glad to see me? -
I must save this for later, for I have so enjoyed this morning with your works, I don't want it to end.
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this is really wonderful- i especially appreciate the final stanza.. love the word screaming wrapping the poem up -
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There is such a sense of escape, of getting away about this montana dream of yours...like going back to nature, to the things that matter, to only see nature, god and sky. A wonderful sense of spirituality and depth about this poem - and a very thought-provoking write. Unfortuntely I've counted 102 words where the contest required a max. of 60 words. Still, I enjoyed this dream.
Thank you for posting it in my contest.
~ Nicolette
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