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Wednesday, 11 May 2011

Geoffrey.

Geoffrey

Pool of wood
that gateway to time
walk beneath the rainbow
and the setting sun
through the portal
and open the door
to eternity

Where the empty chairs
wait for their king and queens
to finish dancing with the stars
and come back to rest on seats
backed with dragons, owls, key pirates
and beige words from shangrila

The game is played
in the wood
cuts and arches
boards & maze
the forest keeps
all alive
to the world
the seashells
speak
rest with us
drink your glass

The corridor is long
and the floor creaks
a passage of time lasts - forever

In the twilight seasons change

The clock has stopped
the tea is set
where the candle doesnt burn
treasure is a music box
the wardrobe to japan
a vase of blue and white flowers
basks in the hearth
wind captured for the chimney
release the lid
let the storm begin
ghosts released
to sip at china white tea cups

Deaths magic
turns the cups into cards
the knave with two eyes winks
poison in a chalace
the one eyed jack
flicks the fires flames
bursting into a mirror
of the past

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