Grasshoppers
Grasshoppers
by Ali Znaidi-Tunisia
The stinky untrustworthy air of reality
pushes past your nose—
a mundane manacle keeping you away
from those grasshoppers.
Gloomy reality is a carpenter’s glue
steering you toward stagnation.
But, life still has its aroma.
& don’t forget that life without a dream
is but a scentless garden
w/ out grasshoppers.
Good. Grasshoppers standing for what springs one’s perception into another world; say, of hopes, dreams, imagination. Otherwise it is “stinky” out there, whose “mundane manacle” (excellent phrase) clamps down on insight’s flights of fancy.