I'm diving into the darkest corners
of my very own abyss,
abyss i hear you say?
why yes, the one that lives
in my very own mind of course
the one where I swim beside
the three headed flamingo
she’s wearing a golden thong
her flippers made of cork
on my other side is the black sheep
I love her, she’s wearing prada stilettos
as I hear her moan about her baggy jumper
of unravelling wool, that goes on for miles and miles
under this great ocean
entangling a giant blue octopus holding his cell phone
last but definitely not least
is the neckless Giraffe
he’s holding a book
“Where the Wild Things Are”
in Latin, crying red hearts into his swimming goggles
my eyeballs now raw
from all this unbelievable imagery
knowing all the while
any moment now
I may well wake from this theatre that lives inside my mind…
because, after all
I bloody love being
completely and utterly bonkers mad.
I'm diving into the darkest corners
of my very own abyss
abyss?
why, the one that lives
in my very own mind of course
the one where I swim beside
the three headed Flamingo
she’s wearing a golden thong
her flippers made of cork
on my other side is the black sheep
I love her, she’s wearing Prada stilettos
as I hear her moan about her baggy jumper
of unravelling wool, that goes on for miles and miles
under this great ocean
entangling a giant blue octopus holding his cell phone
last but definitely not least
is the neckless Giraffe
he’s holding a book
“Where the Wild Things Are”
in Latin, crying red hearts into his swimming goggles
my eyeballs now raw
from all this unbelievable imagery
knowing all the while
any moment now
I may well wake, from this magnificent
theatre that lives inside my mind?
because, after all...
I absolutely bloody love being
completely and utterly bonkers mad.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
Offline) - Published: January 14th, 2024 06:41
- Category: Humor
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Comments7
I have this very quote on my desk; and to the forest I go; to lose my mind and find my soul. A beautiful write!
LoL thank you so much, it's really long but I had to get the madness out and I'm so honoured you have enjoyed this double take poem. Thank you so much. ❤️
Bonkers you may well be,
but you're still my favorite Teddy 😉
Lol maybe you are bonkers too for reading it? LOL you are one of my true favourites too my dearest A.P thank you for being such a great sport always. ❤️
Oh Teddy, without a doubt, we're a pair of bonker poets. 🤪🤪
Absolutely sublime write. Incredible imagery and language.
Thank you so much dear Thomas. 🤗
You make me want to buy a ticket to this incredible place, but it is your wonderful space alone. I would say that your very own abyss is magical, and I stand in wonderment at the magnificent theatre inside your mind that gives us such poetic gifts. Thank you for being "completely and utterly bonkers mad" dearest Teddy!
LOL you are most welcome my dear Bella. 🤗 💜 Thank you always so honoured to hear your reviews.
Apart from the surrealistic imagery, so typical of dream states (or at least mine) its recurring nature depicted the way in which dreams manifest themselves. Convinced me completely, Teddy.
So very kind of you to say dear Dave, thank you so very much 🤗
Super words Teddy, that place may be the one to go in your dreams but out of your dreams you have love about you all the time.
Andy
Thank you so much dearest Andy, such kind words. 🤗
sheesh .. groundhog day & night all rolled into one .. sounds like someone might have slipped some acid into your Pinot Grigio Teddy .. I would pay good money to have poemed something this cool .. Neville
❤️ thank you my dear Neville.
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