Rose

 

 

Back based at the stables,

A chase, a game of people;

Twists and turns, locked windows;

Escaping the madman.

 

Fairfloss, sweetness,

A strange clown and overbearing lady;

The musketeers and Cinderella, they walk down that parade,

There is no sun, just artificial light,

an in-house studio forever present, forever on show.

 

Come, come it is only the beginning,

The reels are turning fastser than their legs;

Then chasing the rabbit begins,

Go, go Alice – she begins spinning;

Tunneling down and rocking side to side.

 

Everything starts to inverse backwards,

All the characters disappear one by one;

The unlocking of doors, the other opening of ears, singing and beasts,

Pounding against her ear- softly, softly till it stops.

 

She struggles to open her eyes,

Unsure was it a dream or a nightmare;

But her heart clearly thuds,

it was one epic journey.

 

 

1 Feb 2018 @HTFuturist