There is a blue star on your door
Silver foil around the house
Nobody in
Nobody out
All invitations must be inviting
She gurgles and burps
Through cherry pop lips
The ginger pig laughs to see such fun
And the girl ran away with the spoon
One hand gives me flowers
The other makes me burn
I’ve flown to you in a dream before
Valentine powder and rust
Our head is higher than Hatter
She squeals
Brighter
Light
Alive
We really are quite brilliant
Sinking in the dark
The jam spins a vortex in the sink
Fervent
Like our wishes
Sticky as our thoughts
Quick sticks
Catch Rabbit’s watch
The bells are trapped in the mist
Clink
Clank
Sink
We surely must fall down
There is a blue star on your door
Silver foil around the house
I would like to peel you open
And tender to legend
Sleep.
I like the thought of the blue star and foil. It's festive, but sad and strange, too. It makes me wonder what messages we're sending with the trappings on our doors, and on ourselves.
ReplyDeleteThank you Ann - too many for people to read at times maybe...the blue star was real..the foil a dream...maybe that's life..real on the outside..fantasy within ...best wishes to you
Delete'One hand gives me flowers
ReplyDeleteThe other makes me burn' ~ this line struck me most....we have to be aware...~ glad you 're in and playing :)xx
Thank you very much humbird..and we are glad you came along too :)
DeleteWe really are quite brilliant
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Very true Jae! There are elements who come with ideas but it turned out to be duds. It is ok if they just leave it to themselves and not to bother others. Great lines! Merry Christmas and happy hols!
Hank
Thank you very much Hank...happy Christmas back to you
DeleteSweet dreams, too!! A perfect Christmas blue star!
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