Tuesday, March 29, 2011

The Wonder"verse"

Wonderland of imagination and words,

Multi-colored pens,

A hundred half pages of prose,

and Lewis Carroll…

Safe Haven…..

Echoes…..

into the blackness of space…..

edging the “verse” to find

the key of Apollo

undamaged…

amidst the ruins

“What is the meaning of the seven-line song?”

The lotus

grows and blooms in the mud

emerges pure and clean

The pen and paper prevail

where tongue and speech fail

And then….

P’s musty old typewriter

glows with vitality

Precision of the arrow

Guided by its bow

Awareness of every………..day LIFE

peacocks, and Lamas,

Josslings, and fireflies

Exploration of the essential

The root

and the heart