The Freedom To...

Lose Your Head

And why not.

It's full of
What's for tea
and Is there enough money
in the account
to pay that bill.

Let it roll off
down that hill
for a while.

Go on, get rid
of your sensible
old head for a day

and dream.

That's what
I'm going to do.

I'm going to imagine
what it would be like
if I had you.


Blue Would Still Be Blue

Poem copyright Bernard Young 2011