ME On TREE

Please read this rhyme
Oh do not skip
Please do not glance
Please do not flip.

Read every word
Read every line
You see I sat
I sat and typed.

I had a dream
A dream of me
A dream of me
Of Me On Tree.

And in this dream
There was THIS poem
And this there poem
This poem just flow-ed.

When I woke up
I typed, just me.
Did I did type
And you here read.

In this dream
I dreamt a wood
I dreamt a map
Why not? I could.

I dreamt of me
I dreamt of wood
I dreamt of me
Of Me On Tree.

I dreamt I dropped
Into this wood
From high above
I could, and should.

There was no road
That entered glen
The only road
Stayed all within.

You had to drop
From sky above
And could not drive
Through wood, could not.

And so I dropped
And drove my car
And looked around
From near to far.

And in this wood
The trees did grow
OH very strange
From top to low.

The trees you see
Grew way up high
The grew up high
Into the sky.

They grew two stacked
Like skinny arms
Like pancakes flapped
Like weird tree farm.

With winding road
Through weird tree farm
Upon I drove
Inside my car.

The boughs were strange
Into the air
The branches straight
The branches bare.

The branches thin
Ninety degrees
The branches straight
Is what I mean.

I looked at trees
Stacked two trees high
With branches weird
I do not lie.

I looked around
Then came back home
I came back home
To write this poem.

Inside kitchen
I soon did rhyme
Inside the dream
This poem time.

On kitchen floor
In kitchen dream
I wrote this poem
Or so it seemed.

When I woke up
The poem done
All I did then
Was type it up.

And so you have
This poem here
This poem there
This poem near.

This rhyme of me
This tale of tree.
And in this tale
Of Me On Tree.

I did not stand
Oh no, was not
Upon a tree
With feet so flat.

I dropped on down
I drove past ground
I used my eyes
I looked around.

When I said me
Said "Me On Tree"
I did not mean
Oh, physically.

I did not mean
Literally
Although of course,
It's what I mean.

I meant to say
It's what I think
And what I thought
And what I ought.

What I did say
And what I mean
Is what I thought
Of last nights dream.

And of the dream
And of the scene
The scene of me
Of Me On Tree.

-N.S 2001