The World Of Tomorrow

On Millard Sheets’s Enchanted Island, acrylic on canvas 

My wings glide across the mirror reflective water. 

Complete, bitter silence. My crows echo their scream.

The cotton candy sky deprives me of hunger. 

My claws dig into the rotted, isolated logs showered by nature's anger.

My friends follow my tracks. Lost in the world of tomorrow. 

The canyons catch my incoming glide. 

All of this never ending space, just for us. 

An ongoing fantasy for endless miles. 

What is this place here for? 

It reminds me of a place I once knew.

The sun rays beam on my white angelic feathers. 

My beak dips into the salty sea, with a bitter sensation.