long weekend

leaving work, I stole a quick glance

at the rearview,

reminded myself to breathe.

it’s just a long weekend,

a blissful few days to catch my breath,

with(out) the world upon my back.

and if I go dancing out across the yellow moon

mingling with wispy moonlit clouds,

maybe I’ll catch up with my golden friend,

frolicking among the sparkling stars.

we’ll be the light together

if only for a minute

or two.

another quick peek at the rearview,

and I bite my lip, checking myself,

I’d better pack a bag…

lisa/2021

Ecrits Blogophilia Week 53.13 Topic: Vacation

Hard Bonus (2 points): Include a Grateful Dead Lyric or Title — italicized

Easy Bonus (1 Point): Mention a Fur Coat — bolded