Dad finally built
the treehouse
I've wanted
all my life.

Up high in the sky
we climbed,
my brother and I.

Binoculars around
my neck.
Ready to see
from up above.

Up high in the sky
we climbed,
my brother and I.

Up we went
into the trees.
Giggling like
little children.

Up high in the sky
we sighed,
my brother and I.

In the trees
we couldn't
see much
of anything.

Up high in the sky
we sighed,
my brother and I.

Our respective children called
from below.
"Mommy!" "Daddy!"
But we ignored them.

Up high in the sky
we cried,
my brother and I.

Dad finally built
the treehouse
I've wanted
all my life.

Up high in the sky
we cried, "Climb!",
my brother and I.

They rushed to
join us.
In the treehouse
Dad finally built.

~E.M.S.
11/20/11
6:32 p.m.

I dreamt
that I was wrestling
and octopus underwater.

Its tentacles found
my face
in that dank place.

I stopped breathing.
One tentacle around
my throat.
Preventing breath.
Close to death.

I fought
and pulled
and screamed
underwater.

Before I became a shipwreck,
I woke up with my lamp cord
around my neck.

~E.M.S.
2/3/12
12:56 a.m.

I was up there
so I looked for you.
The sun lit up the clouds;
it was a bird's eye view...
I looked for you.

I thought I caught a glimpse
of you in the sky.
The sun lit up the clouds
and I pictured your blue eyes.
I looked for you in the sky.

I know you saw me.
I felt you were there, too.
I looked everywhere and
knew we shared a view.

When I was up in the clouds with you.

~E.M.S.
10/28/11 8:50 p.m.