My delusion, like most illusions,
appears from a fog, a murky epilogue
to my ambition, a pitied condition
common to impractical dreamers.
My life's vision, every decision,
is weighed against what might commence
if only the stars obscured my scars
of imagined ticket tape streamers.
I think someday, with hope at bay,
impossible dreams and ill-advised schemes
will be dispelled, a final farewell
to mansions, private jets and Beemers.
Jack has published over 350 poems in his career, many accompanied by his own photography. He specializes in a view of the commonplace and Americana.