This
poem was written while I was recovering from a bad nervous breakdown in the early
1980’s. I found it buried under various documents for which I no longer have
any use, and thought some readers might be interested. Writing - especially poetry - helped me
through that breakdown to a new job nearly 4 years later, one that would take
me to retirement in 2008.
FINDING NEVERLAND
Oh,
to ride a cloud
out
of Nowhere, carrying me
Somewhere
Somewhere,
all
varieties of plant and animal
in
harmony
Somewhere,
no
acid rain or polluted oceans,
only
beauty
Somewhere,
no
hint of war or double dealings,
only
peace
Somewhere,
no
hate crime grabbing headlines,
only
love
Somewhere,
no
socio-cultural-religious dogma,
only
humanity
It’s
cloud nine
to
Somewhere, only ever dumps us
back
Here
Here,
there…
round trip to Neverland where hope
springs
eternal
Copyright R. N.
Taber 1983; 2018
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