Down the Rabbit Hole

Written by the Muse in memory of her beloved man, Barry,  who I met through his group, The Posse’s Lair, on Facebook,
How far down does the rabbit hole go?


You always wanted to know.
Shall I follow you there?
Are you clearing a path as you
Have cleared paths for me before?

Will you wait for me?
You know my impatience.
I was your shadow, turn around
And I was always there.
I looked up
And you were always there.

We were inseparable, compatible,
One body sprung from the other.
It’s a painful separation.

How far down does the rabbit hole go?
I peer inside, it’s dark, and I call out
Only to hear my own voice returning to me,
“Where are you? Can you hear me?”

I’m afraid of the dark.
Will I find brier and root
Blocking my way to you,
My compass star,
Who gave me reason to love,
To laugh, to sing?
Now only this echo is my guide,
Or is it your voice
Calling back to me?
I never could tell the difference..
And that brings me some comfort.

How far down does the rabbit hole go?
You always wanted to know.

Muse

We‘ll be there soon Barry, Viva La Revolution!

 

Different

“…if something happens to show that you are wrong, then it is feeble not to change your mind, Elizabeth. Only the strongest people have the pluck to change their minds…” – Enid Blyton, The Naughtiest Girl in the School

 

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Different, as lake to rain, that’s how I grow
Different, as rock to sand, that’s how I know
No way to mend the different things
One old one new
Nothing’s gonna change, ’till you change what you do.

Different, as smiles to tears, that’s a truth
Different, as move to stay, that’s a root
You can be a different thing
One tried, one true
Nothing’s gonna change, ’till you change what you do.

Different, as road to rut, that’s how I stand
Different, as belong to reject, that’s how I land
Thinking of doing the different things
Once seen, I do
Nothing’s gonna change, ’till you change what you do.

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