Clandestine Realism

A classic seventies house

Engulfed within the valley

Converges

A lavish cocktail party

Drenched in liquor

Sourced from a tacky

Wooden globe bar

And paired oddly with

Sophisticated margarita glasses

Unexceptional this house is

With the exception

That unlike their

Suburbanite neighbors

Hidden behind

The dull wood paneling

Of this quaintly

Common abode

Is a secret passage

To a wondrous river

Flowing gently below

Gleaming

A metallic silvery blue

From a stargate's glow

If you happen to be awake

During the depths of night

You might witness

A gondola of passengers

From all the realms

Of the universe

From within

A brick tunnel

Camouflaged intrinsically

Underneath the house

Adorned with

The purest white roses

You've ever seen ©

Karen L. Fleming

I think I channeled the narrator from the Twilight Zone on this one. lol

Identity Theft

A dapper young man
Rewrote a rejected novel
On the fringes of Saint Paul
Within the confines
Of a derelict apartment
For the sake of his
Truest love Zelda

But with a stroke of a pen
He vicariously sprinkled
His bethrothed words
Throughout his book
From a love letter
Passionately written
With an ambitious heart
And sincerely laced
With an Alabama twang ©