photography dreams

photography dreams, photography dreams
I'm having photography dreams
the rain is shooting down
huge frogs, three in all
big and green, call one gigantic
one is just plain tall
standing on benches, we're all on two legs
seems a little high and close to the edge
I'm stepping back
my coat is drenched in red
from berries stirred in a big pot
of iron and black
laughing animals, first one
on a surface of wet stone
curled up in laughter, then two
not from a zoo
but from the wild in outback zone
seems fitting, could be
finally looking down
someone small tugging at me
the circus has arrived
I want to get this photo
more little people coming closer I see
then comes the shout
if you want to take pictures, take them now
I forget the flash for I snap in a hurry
in order to compose
I find somewhere to rest and bypass the flurry
ushering me from my seat
some circus performers must be off their feet
I do have this photo of an insect with great hair
I notice a large lifeless moth, as I make my way clear
from the area, the journey continues
to a circus like ride, seems so hot and so fast
screaming boys dive in alongside plump chickens while they cluck
making their way through a maze like contraption, for cooking
maybe used to pluck, zipping right then left
with no chance of getting stuck
another parallel scene has come into being
a child wants his picture taken for a younger me
activity is all encircling, confusion sets in
another small child diverts all attention away
from the main event of someone fleeing
the chase is on, stop thief
the race across the subway tracks
shouting officer, officer give up an ear
there he goes, right over there
he grabbed my camera bag
it all happened so fast and like it began
the race has become the past
I run him down, no place to turn
for him there's nowhere to run
for me it's all wide open fields
and now I know what this all means
as I still have my photography dreams