In a Parallel Universe, by Patti Ramponi

 In a Parallel Universe

        By Patti Ramponi

In a different world, I’d walk along the cliff’s edge

In a whirlpool of fresh air, only to come upon a waterfall

In a different world, perhaps a different universe,

I’d stroll with my robin’s-egg-blue picnic basket

And look over the bluff to the cliff dwellers below

Gathering driftwood in the setting sun, with the moon rising 

Casting shadows on moonstone along the shore