Poem: October Morning

October morning...
the Queen of Coquitlam sails...
into a dream scape...
of blue misted mountains
and shimmering water...
My home lies...
somewhere beyond
the dream curtain...
we will slip through soon...
After which I will walk in...
the city of boats and bridges and flowers...
to my nest in the sky...
lucky to live...
within a ferry ride...
of the place of legends...
where reality and magic...
are one and the same thing...