Caretaker

Caretaker

In this maze of dreams,

we are both lost and found

chasing each other like ghosts

up and down corridors and

through walls.

I follow lipstick’d messages

that blaze scarlet in this

endless dark.

Sometimes I hear you crying

in the looking-glass

where

I can’t leave you anything

but smeary hand prints.

Your rooms, caretaker,

are gathering more dust

with each passing year.

I want to find you,

bring you out of this madness, our ancient storm

into a world without walls and shadows

where we dance on rainbows

drink dew

and fly away on butterfly wings.

 

–Willow Croft

 

 

 

25 thoughts on “Caretaker

      1. Ha, it’s both directions, all at once. We are talking about parallel universes, after all! But according to my poetry book, it’s at the corner of Cosmos and Infinity! Tee hee…

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      2. How did you know? And here I am trying to make my poetry sound all profound and such…if people only knew. Ah, well, such is the nature of a starving poet πŸ™‚ Ha ha ha!

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