Silver Bullet Dream

It's a January, baby, it's cold outside effect that makes me dream of the beaches this time of year.
I love the northwest, but in winter, sometimes I'd rather be in a sunny clime. Also there's
that freedom thing that goes with trailers, you know like a turtle carrying it's shelter with...
I found a poem, while I was sorting files that speaks to this almost perfectly.
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Heard a song on the radio about a

woman who continues to lure a man

into a life of gypsy flight

In the song she wants him to live

with her in a travel trailer

on a sunny beach

Friends used to tell me that I

reminded them of that crazy

Free spirit and I couldn’t agree

with them entirely, nor could

I disagree- every time I see an

Airstream that kind of looks like

a big silver bullet, I have to

Yank myself back to reality

After all it wouldn’t be practical

to just take off in search of

some balmy beach to camp on

and wile away my days

Instead I may need to build

a castle or tree house or

throw a birthday bash

fit for a king with elephants

and zebras among other things

Being in my prime I still have

more than fish to fry

I’ll go in search of that fantasy

Later…bye and bye

2 April 2014

Raintreepoet :-)