The electric pink flamingoes flank the apartment stairs
We are borrowed in the basil garden
Drawing out maps
Plucking ourselves from the smoke-filled mirror
It's as if we have fallen through again
All swaying and upbeat
Ready for a game of croquet with the Red Queen
Our sorrows are buried in the kitchen
Our dreams asleep in the bedroom
We draw a map from place to place
Just until we know what to do
The lines are thin as spiders
The sun shines
Reality burns our skin
We cruise through days
Alice rests sleepily on my shoulder
I pluck the cork from the bottle
Take delicate sips
It is empowering
A jazz and a jive of thoughts
Tumbling down like water beating on the mountainside
Shall we play she asks
Of course little cricket
Nothing better than a good game
You know I really do like Wonderland
It is good to be back
Not falling
Not running
Just sitting still and taking in the magic
Knowing that at the snap of fingers we can be back home
That really is a miracle
We smile and bubble
Sway and skip
Happy in both worlds
Gathering stories
Enjoying the view.
Good you have made a trip back! However watch out for the Mad Hatter or else you'll have trouble returning home to tell those stories!
ReplyDeleteAt first, one feels happy in both worlds. I like the sitting still, taking in the magic. Be careful, so you can find your way back. Though those flamingos would be hard to miss!
ReplyDeleteI love the fact that you can be in both places... of course there has to be kinder use of flamingos than being croquet clubs.
ReplyDeleteIs it really possible to sit still in Wonderland? :)
ReplyDeleteMuch better use of flamingos that croquet mallets!
ReplyDeleteWonderland at its best can really be a joyful place. I enjoyed your insights here.
ReplyDelete'We smile and bubble
ReplyDeleteSway and skip
Happy in both worlds
Gathering stories
Enjoying the view.'
~ sigh ~ a splendiferous close to an awesome piece.
It's hard to walk in two worlds. It takes courage...
ReplyDelete"Just sitting still and taking in the magic". I love this. To be mature and experienced enough to hold that balance. Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteI'm keeping an eye out for electric pink flamingos... I want some.Sounds if you're having a bit of a party with the jazz and jive and swaying and popping of corks. Gotta watch that Alice...bit of a wild thing lurking beneath the pinny and the ballet pumps:)
ReplyDeleteah, it's great to be able to shuttle between two worlds.
ReplyDeletedo i detect a note of playfulness and confidence in the poem?