But speaking of fevers...do you guys get hallucinogenic fever dreams? I recently saw circus elephants walking nose-to-tail through the living room, and a beach volleyball game of pharaohs versus prophets taking place over my bed.
I've tried to catch the flavour in this sonnet. I hope you like it.
The Sacred Cats of Clarabelle,
the mice upon the moon;
the stories that the wizards tell
in the voices of a loon.
The fish that will not wear a mac
even when it’s raining,
and ‘roos upon the hurdle-track
for their Olympic training.
Flying monkeys straight from Oz
and Sith Lords playing tennis
garner one-hand-clapped applause
for their humour and their menace.
And then, at last, my fever broke,
and slightly saddened, I awoke.
Music from the Fab Four, with Strawberry Fields Forever.
Thanks to Carol Ashby, Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart is back on Kindle, and will be available in paperback soon.
Friends are everything. I couldn't have done it.
Below are my recent releases on Kindle -please excuse their presence in the body of the blog. I haven't the energy to get them up as 'buttons' in the sidebar. You can click on the covers to go to the Amazon links.