Above the Clouds

In a hot air balloon,
Least five in a straight line,
Moving swiftly over a sheet of clouds,
Where the sun always shines,

Then one-by-one they’re caught in tree branches,
Stood impossibly high,
My feet dangling over the basket’s side,
Clouds so wet, pants get soaked up to the thigh,

I climb out onto a near tree platform,
With the rest of the fleet,
To watch a drummer a few trees away,
Starting us on a beat,

Completely new,
For the new life we found,
I’m not sure what, but that dream said something,
Meant for the me set firmly on the ground.

Mind Palace

The warehouse was massive,
Curiosities stacked,
Why I thought to go was a good notion,
Is still an unknown fact,

Surrounded by an angry, confused mob,
I soon feared for my life,
Until it was clear they'd no direction,
I picked out one to represent my strife,

We agreed we should all sit down to talk,
Soon their tumult was clear,
They refocused themselves to reorganize,
I helped myself to beer,

It was a mind,
If the metaphor's lost,
Whether it was mine or someone else's,
Is a thought that shows that the meaning was lost.