Wonderland clearly can be anywhere
\nA mysterious place
\nWhere the wild ones may share
\nImaginary and bewildering
\nCreatures abiding
\nExquisite and worthy
\nAnd always confiding
\nIn copses and glens
\nIn tunnels in setts
\nWhere the earth weird and wonderful
\nSurely begets<\/p>\n
A timelessness beckons
\nA sanctity holds
\nWhere the orbs and where
\nMystical moments
\nUnfolds
\nWhere mythical beings
\nDo often hold sway
\nIn a spectral enchantment,
\nWhere feyness display<\/p>\n
So much intuition
\nPerfection galore
\nWhere goodness and mercy
\nLike never before
\nCreates so much gentleness and laxity
\nIn cloisters in hideways
\nThe solitary<\/p>\n
Collaboration between
\nWizard and those
\nMagical beasties
\nWith ebony toes
\nThose fairweather friends
\nWith great droopy ears
\nWith sniffly noses
\nAnd little pearl tears<\/p>\n
Open mouthed popping eyes
\nAwe-inspiring defies belief
\nAt their intrepid way
\nTheir stoutness of heart
\nAt the end of the day
\nCastles in the air
\nTheir nosegays on high
\nThe wildest of friends
\nAnd the bold butterfly<\/p>\n
The pleasure of seeing
\nThe witchery stare
\nAs the lass knows the heartbeat
\nOf badgers whose fair
\nAnd looming encounter
\nWith nightly desire
\nWho come to the road
\nIn their fancy attire<\/p>\n
Black for the nightsky
\nWhite for the snow
\nThe joyful embrace
\nTwo colours we know
\nConscious and mindful
\nVibrant and intense
\nPulsating and earnest
\nAll making such sense<\/p>\n
The witch of the forest
\nIs visiting, she
\nIs sharing her magic
\nAnd hoping to be
\nIn tune with the wild ones
\nLoyal to their thought
\nKnowing what matters
\nAnd the favours they sought<\/p>\n
A drama played out
\nIn the test of a rhyme
\nAn exchange so to say
\nJust like passing the time
\nTwo beautiful badgers
\nBrocks of soul
\nThey came to parley
\nFrom out of their hole<\/p>\n
Painting their pictures
\nAffirming their right
\nTo remain assertive
\nAnd walk in the night
\nBeholden to no one
\nOnly to say
\nTo the witch dressed in black
\nWho had come here today<\/p>\n
We live with sll secrets
\nIn true mystery
\nDown by the river
\nThats where we be
\nClose to the nymphs of Fraxinus we
\nReceive the potency
\nOf the Ash Tree<\/p>\n
It came into its own
\nThis month ofcourse
\nWhen the sun entered pisces
\nIts ladders of force
\nAttracting the mosses
\nThe carpets of green
\nAnd the keys that do open
\nThe locks where we’ve been<\/p>\n
In the castle beneath us
\nOur true reverie
\nTo the witch bade farewell
\nAnd stealthily
\nCriss crossed the path
\nGoing towards the Tor
\nOn the hill in the fading light
\nJust wanting more<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Wonderland clearly can be anywhere A mysterious place Where the wild ones may share Imaginary and bewildering Creatures abiding Exquisite and worthy And always confiding In copses and glens In tunnels in setts Where the earth weird and wonderful Surely … Continue reading