A Poem for Thursday

Did Lewis walk these woods?

And with his brother, once

Play hide and seek

On  a warm summer afternoon?

And did he get the idea for Narnia

As he followed these paths...

And did he see 

The same light come?

Over the hill

Beyond the ferns

Was Aslan rejoicing 

Dancing with the trees?

I hope he smiled

I smiled.

Posted for Poetry Jam
and Free Write Friday 
dVerse have a challenge as well...sprung rhythm...4 or 5 feet per line with the beat at the first ...so maybe this will make it!

This wood is in the County of Down and is just behind the town where C.S.Lewis was born. it's an ancient wood and quite mystical.....Wonderful!

A Poem for Thursday.

She's Nowhere.

To travel is to be nowhere.

You’re not here

And you’re not there.

So,

If you get the wrong train to somewhere,

Or you get off at

The wrong station for somewhere,

Does that mean

That you have completely disappeared?

And when the train gets to somewhere

Will they find that you are nowhere?

And how will you get back from there?

 
Yes...yes ...I did this..I own up! and the top pic is of me nowhere.
But the bottom is of the old steam train that takes you up the west coast to the borderlands of Scotland...exciting stuff!
 
This is linked to dVerseopenlinknight week 36 ...thankyou Claudia!
Also I've linked to Poetry Jam this week..thanks for being there!