3am (dream orbits)

when i am upside down

from where the world is at 3pm

(which happens daily, circa 3am)

i am in another world,

flying under earth.

perhaps that's why the

dreams come,

to help me cling to

earth, which

spinning at more

than 700

miles per hour

is a mix of centrifuge and concaviting vortex:

that's why the dreams come

from gravity's hurricane,

earth flying.

who needs a broom?

the speed heaves neurons hithering

yawn

the other day i was upside down

on the earth dreaming

maybe that's why there's so often rivers

waters flows, it's the residual of

the air surrounding earth whooshing

in my head

my friend says gravity

is the earth's love for us

holding us close - the earth

lets go of me at night,

swaying under

each night

a dream inversion

predawn

When I’m upside-down and hear the cry “water”
drop from deadsleep into yeast-slime space of housebody
muttering mad with the care of fathertime to plastic cup
kitchen and she better say thank you and then she does
as the night opens in thundershower relief, love of drinking earth:
May all heal rightly and fast, prayer to pillow, forgiveness
in the Mobius loop of time rising up until the atmosphere.

Another hemisphere

Another hemisphere

when ! am upside down
my bare feet are vulnerable
to acorn
             drops
& blood rushes
                       down
to my head
& my hair tingles
& my glasses fall off
& coins spill from my pockets

& ! find myself in another hemisphere
where ! have to box blue kangaroos
as my prayers and shares fall out

! am useful as a salt shaker
in a roomful of sinners

IMUNURI Prompt: Upside down

This week, begin a poem
with the phrase,
when I am upside-down


You might also substitute
a different verb for am 
such as hang, drink, sing,
fly, spin, or dream.

keywords: poem, upside-down, your name

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The Fool settles beneath a tree, intent on finding the spiritual self. There s/he stays for nine days, without eating and barely moving. People pass by, and animals, clouds, the wind, the rain,the stars, sun and moon. On the ninth day, with no conscious thought of why, The Fool climbs a branch and dangles upside down like a child, giving up for a moment, what the self is, wants,

knows or cares about. Coins fall from The Fool's pockets and as s/he gazes down on them - seeing them not as money but only as round bits of metal - everything suddenly

changes perspective. It is as if The Fool hangs between the mundane world and the spiritual world, able to see both. It is a dazzling moment, dreamlike yet crystal clear. Connections never before understood are realized, and mysteries are revealed.