Blue Bird Tweets

the prince could not forget her
he searched
and searched



cinderella smitten
moody and dreamy
thought about nothing else

fortunately her friends
the blue birds tweeted
her a reality check





the palace is no picnic
glass slippers come at a price
your freedom will be lost forever
we will introduce the prince
to your cousin rapunzel





she is  more accustomed
to living in an ivory tower  
ever since her parents
stole the witch's radishes

so the bluebirds persuaded
the prince to go for a wander
by rapunzel's tower

climbing up rapunzel's beautiful tresses
the inevitable happened and
we all know how the story ends

to cheer herself up
cinderella bought a pea green boat
with a cute sailor called  four eyes



they sailed away for a year and a day
 to the land where the bong trees grow




ate slivers of quince
pastry fruit mince
had jars of honey
plenty of money
and sang to a small guitar

last  she heard of the prince
he was stumbling about blind
in the desert



cinderella was a very nice girl so
she didn't LOL ( publicly )



rapunzel's parents
never ate radishes again either

Dialogue For Dverse

                                                             sometimes
                                                           i believe you
                                                        only cos i want to
                                                 i know the truth when i see it
                                                this is just another dangerous lie
                                                 you don't understand me at all
                                                      if you did you would fear
                                                         playing these games
                                                                 with me

                                                                    perhaps
                                                                 poetry makes
                                                         momentary madness
                                                 flights of fancy and hot passion
                                               a romantic mind too long in the sun
                                                       flying to meet a free spirit
                                                         i'm not playing with you
                                                                  just a little
                                                                     perhaps

                                                                    
                                                              
                                                             
                                                        

Brooke Shaden Photographs...Dverse

 dverse


Alice Turns Into A Water Sculpture

skipping along
her head
in the clouds
alice stops
to think

when the clouds finally dissipate
into rain
the strong  sun rays of reality
could prove too much
of a shock  




they say it's no rainbow
down there
best pretend to be a water sculpture 
in a pond

 
keeping perfectly still


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 No Place Like Home

her favourite place
a giant puddle
in the middle of nowhere
home

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 Wandering But Not Lost


lost her keys again
there must be an easier way
to break down  doors

just a spirited gal



doing dance moves
at the bottom of the stairs
three sheets to the wind


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Red Chiffon

sinking to her watery grave
at  the bottom of the deep
last bubbles
clinging to her tresses

it had to be in red chiffon
stylish to the end

the beauty's
final ballet swan song
no applause

Aye / Nae

taking tea on the tum tum tree stump
miss milly mouse thought she'd seen a ghost
o my dear said her kind bunny host
tis a very hot day here have some  toast
i always find striped  fans good for that
to ward off ghosts in big busby hats

 you should nae wear a kilt of frangelica leaves
 beware tis  popular with the thieves
 only last week i was wearing a sporrun
 mel gibson came up to me  said i was forun

braveheart in blue for scotland the brave
down with the engleesh and all other knaves
except  twas a movie and not real life
fantasy film can get one in strife

i'm voting nae and aye for you
nae for my antie and aye for miss pugh
tis going to be interesting to see what comes oot
of this bojog globobity two finger'd stoush

The Anaphora Of Life

there is
no song without music
no yin without yang
no joy without suffering
there is no light without dark

there is
no love without pain
no serpents  without fangs
no friends without problems
there is no light without dark

there is
no warmth without colour
no life without beauty
no peace without solitariness
there is no light without dark

there is
no man who wont drive you crazy
no purpose without laughter
there is no point without God
there is no light without dark

Reality Of Rodin

 dverse

everything was against camille
gender talent  the times misogyny
he stole her work ideas her brilliance
her passion her youth
then spat her out
like the pips of a sucked orange
he is revered
no one has heard of her

                   the thief
          who stole her work
         a narcissist supreme
  who destroyed her talent and life
                     rodin

http://www.cherry chapman.com/2012/11/30/camille-claudel-an-unbelievable-tragic-story

Portobello Road

 claudia schoenfeld

memories
he bought  me a door knocker
in portobello road  years ago

my name is engraved
on the front of it
i left it at the house when i moved out

i drive  past it almost every day
it is a heavy brass antique one
the kind of knocker that announces
with its stentorian bangs
you'd better open this door


after years
i summoned up the courage
knocked at the door
asked
she said
no