I awoke today to find there was was no-one around.
I looked out of my hazy bedroom window.
All I could see was fields.
Miles of fields.
Grass, verdant in blazing blades.
Above my window hung a helicopter.
Hovering as a silent bird.
I was in a land where nothing was, save me.
The grass, the helicopter.
I tried to get the pilot of the mighty silent craft to acknowledge my being.
For last night I drifted into sleep in the suburbia of city lights.
Today I wake and nothing's left.
What on Earth I think?
No sense of panic here-within.
I just enjoyed the peace.
Not a thought entered my mind.
Well no thoughts of concern for sure.
Me, my bedroom, miles of grass and best of all no war.
I did however wonder.
Just how one large house,
it's inhabitants and all had gone asunder.
Perhaps it was the evening wind.
Maybe we were washed away in the torrential rain.
It wasn't Heaven, nor was it Hell.
My head it hurts, not feeling well.
My daughter leaned right over me caring as caring could be.
An egg maybe born of an ostrich protruded from my brow.
Must have fallen over.
Don't know how.
Looked out of the window.
No more surreal visions.
The cars went dashing by.
Well at least I didn't die!
(C) LIVVI