Reality is a Dove outside Cooing

This is the reality we both live by.

yet, one is one and both pass us by.

the dove returns on TV and I hear its coo.

but, overhear another as if it’s not in my room.

and, I am right, it landed slow a few feet outside my sliding

glass window by my windswept wavy pool.

it flagrantly mocked me.

‘coo, coo, coo’…

yes, I answered, ‘I am your fool,

not yet dead’!

There on my TV was one.

then, another by my pool at the same time.

one was real, the other was in a documentary about the Sonoran Desert.

I poured another glass of California wine.

as I watched the PBS documentary

I yelled,

‘Damn’!

I drooled and stained my brand new

birthday

polo shirt.

I knew then and there I was

doomed to be the dove’s

personal old fool

whenever it decided

to land again.

a noble quest.

feet up on the stool.

Wife’s gonna be pissed.

again.

drink and be merry.

pray I don’t turn into

one blazin’ fairy.

I nearly married curvy Mary.

Not beer bellied Larry.

Drink!

I get the award,

I am the dove’s die-hard fool.

be proud in whatever

you earnestly do…

 

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