...journey to a long abandoned curiosity...whimsical
playground of a "little folk"...where wonder piles
upon wonder...pure imagination...definitely worth
a look...enjoyable escape...
Gremlins and other such Mischiefs gumming up the works and crossing all the wires in and out of the ether, whispering in mortal ears on the borders between sleep-wakefulness or disappearing from the windows of eyes once fully conscious. Such a visual write, Jude, and also makes me think of the dichotomies often between our public and private lives - like the Nick Cage 'Family Man' film. You've used toilet imagery quite a bit this year... must be where you do all your heavy-duty thinkin! Adore Sage's take on it all, too. :) xx
my mind jumped around with little thoughts and popping images in this creative expression of little folk and somewhere in the background I hear a fiddle
A stream of consciousness interlaced with pieces of reality
makes for a poignant mosaic of childhood as only a gifted poet
can piece it together. Superb!
Lilliputian potion drunk from a thrift store silver thimble where discounted books with torn off covers are sold in goodwill bric-a-brac bins with keychain bibles, gewgaws, gimcracks, toilet parts and plungers, "little folk."
To me, these "little folk" are stuck inside of us; those seeds of indoctrination that were planted in us by our parents, teachers and other adults as our personal perceptions of life were still forming. I often find myself doing something, or more often not doing something, because of that little folk who is still in there influencing my thoughts and actions. I loved reading this, Jude. It brought another layer of clarity to understanding myself, even if my take on it had nothing to do with yours, as you were writing it.
You know as well there ARE Gods with silver hair that live in time and space through eons. Even God who has created this world and galaxy has lived through eons and wander in time and space to help those who are in need of help. It is not fabricated.
They may be a little folks to you, but they have big hearts that love others.
hug
Kathy
playground of a "little folk"...where wonder piles
upon wonder...pure imagination...definitely worth
a look...enjoyable escape...
m.True
Regis
makes for a poignant mosaic of childhood as only a gifted poet
can piece it together. Superb!
So is life, everything you mention in this well expressed poem!
Always so uniquely divine!
Peace light and love
Amber
as always, a delightful read
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Love ya!
Jane
They may be a little folks to you, but they have big hearts that love others.
Thanks Jude!
Sandie