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Lala Land

by The Walrus 

Posted: 21 November 2003
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It would not
Astound,
Confound or
Confuse me
If, while making a cup of tea,
A sprite passed me the sugar.
Or, while telling a joke
A sniggering imp hopped upon my shoulder
Or, before slipping into slumber
A dainty fairy
(Appropriately attired
In a pink tutu)
Placed a delicate kiss
Upon my cheek.

Because, I heard a clamour
And could not resist
Poking my finger
Through the seamless membrane
An irreversible act
Which allowed,
Amidst the din
And my dizzy delight
Their influx.

And during the lonely
Hour before sunrise
I am not surprised
To find myself
In rather agreeable company.






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Fearless at 17:04 on 21 November 2003  Report this post
Walrus

I like this gentle piece about the world of spirits. The unseen world that exists in parallel to ours, with gentleness, inquisitiveness and playfulness; the innocence and joy showing how life might be.

Fearless
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roovacrag at 20:19 on 21 November 2003  Report this post
The hour before sunrise is peacefull. Only the sound of the dawn chorus coughing at this time of year. A time to think,gather our thoughts for another day. xx alice
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spud at 22:12 on 21 November 2003  Report this post
Hi Walrus

Really liked this one - not entirely sure why, but it felt like it struck a chord.

My hour before sunrise is normally invaded by my young son - an imp by another name. Ah! Now I know why it strikes a chord!

Thanks

Spud
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The Walrus at 07:48 on 22 November 2003  Report this post
Fearless, Alice and Spud, thank you for your comments. It is an unseen, but nevertheless very real world. And, in the hour before dawn is probably the time which it comes closest to our consciousness. Must be very lovely to share it with one's child.

The Walrus
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Lawrenco at 02:32 on 12 April 2004  Report this post
Reminds me of when I whent to black gang chime,in the "Isle of White".

I remember meeting someone once ,whilse at work,called Roxanne.Very pleasant woman,very helpful,give good advice etc..We talked about childhood,she spoke of having imaginery friends,back then.
After seeing her a week or so I started imagining this little dwarf ,who used to hang around as if giving me support.He looked like a rastafarian bill bagins.
I feel better know I have shared it with you! good night walrus...
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