Lucid Dreams

Pre-sunrise Central Park
rain and wind
chorus with zoo residents
a cacophony of memory’s pastels
swirl about
beginning to awaken
the jungle’s beauty
rousing distant mountains of glass and steel
their windowed lanterns alight
yawns of refuse trucks awakening
parroted screeches of early morning “Taxi!”
storm drenched newspaper blankets
remain stuck to benches
holding fast someone’s homeless night
all but gone

Such are the previews of the day’s coming attractions
the lucid dreams of experience relived

Just a little more time
Just a moment more?