OH HARK 15
"Is it tenuously, ?",the parasol woman asked with a smile
Which was absolutely disarming , with not an iota of guile.
"I call him Baldicoot, you know, I love him to distraction."
Said the shrew shyly, in sudden and unexplained jubilation.
Was this woman absolutely insane , the lost man wondered
Had she not just brandished a revolver and at him thundered ?
" Baldicoot?" queried the woman in white in sheer amazement.
"My hubby is bald remember ,this is my term of endearment ."
He blew his cheeks in an almost theatrical display of relief
Looking at the cat whose eyes were brimming with grief.
"Come here , you little thing", in his arms the cat he scooped
Watching the shrew , hastily hobbling away, shoulders drooped.
"What masque?What music? How shall we beguile the lazy time,
if not with some delight? Let us have some song , some rhyme."
The poet suddenly appeared jumping over the stile with a smile.
"I cannot disappear from the earth, I have to go many a mile ."
The woman in white quickly jotted tenuously in the column
Furrowing her brows, eyes reduced to chinks,looking solemn.
"You are a dear, every thing had fallen into place, except this, "
She smiled at the parasol woman and blew her a thank you kiss.
The lost man failed to find himself ,was he an alien come to earth
Or a nincompoop ,a mere joker tweaking the ear of mirth?
He felt absolutely like Puck in Midsummer Night's dream
Suddenly the forest was pierced by a blood curdling scream.
Which was absolutely disarming , with not an iota of guile.
"I call him Baldicoot, you know, I love him to distraction."
Said the shrew shyly, in sudden and unexplained jubilation.
Was this woman absolutely insane , the lost man wondered
Had she not just brandished a revolver and at him thundered ?
" Baldicoot?" queried the woman in white in sheer amazement.
"My hubby is bald remember ,this is my term of endearment ."
He blew his cheeks in an almost theatrical display of relief
Looking at the cat whose eyes were brimming with grief.
"Come here , you little thing", in his arms the cat he scooped
Watching the shrew , hastily hobbling away, shoulders drooped.
"What masque?What music? How shall we beguile the lazy time,
if not with some delight? Let us have some song , some rhyme."
The poet suddenly appeared jumping over the stile with a smile.
"I cannot disappear from the earth, I have to go many a mile ."
The woman in white quickly jotted tenuously in the column
Furrowing her brows, eyes reduced to chinks,looking solemn.
"You are a dear, every thing had fallen into place, except this, "
She smiled at the parasol woman and blew her a thank you kiss.
The lost man failed to find himself ,was he an alien come to earth
Or a nincompoop ,a mere joker tweaking the ear of mirth?
He felt absolutely like Puck in Midsummer Night's dream
Suddenly the forest was pierced by a blood curdling scream.
Now you have left me hanging again... This is very Alice in Wonderful feeling... delightful in the twists and turns and unexpected corners... characters come and go and transform... and now you have left me hanging with this blood curdling scream... What will happen next?
ReplyDeleteYes... Very intriguing.. It feels very mysterious... dark and yet smoke and mirrors feeling, as if what you see is just an illusion.. and the swirliing of characters in and out of the scenes has that alice in wonderful feel... what is may not be...
ReplyDeleteWonderful Baldicoot with a flying kiss Wonderful so much to add into the mind WOW Santosh
ReplyDeleteWhat happens next, Santosh? Lisa Ellis expresses the feeling I got, too.
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