So Much More Than Dreams Poem by David Kowalczyk

Cold and callous December morn,
the magpies were mute.
Cynthia resigned herself to
stoically collecting tolls on
The New York State Thruway.


The radio blared 'Rudolph The Red-Nosed
Reindeer, ' keening her awareness of
the logic inherent in magical thinking.


She closed her eyes to improve God's
hearing and prayed: 'Take me to
an Acapulco beach drenched with
sun, ceviche, and tequila.'


Elvis Presley began nibbling
on her toes. God's ways are
mysterious to humanity,
not to God.