Sarah Flanigan - Poetry Simply Put

Sarah held the
magnifying glass up
to the clues
her vision was waning
and a pain
of mystery knotted her
neck and shoulders

“I know it’s here….
If only it would say
Hello..” she mumbled.

But Sarah knew that
puzzles could be
resolutely mute when they
wanted to be - and this one
did

She picked up the
hand mirror and
lost a dazzle into the
silver handle
Both of Her peered back
from the beveled glass
one smirking
one laughing
They would be of no help

So she put on the kettle
which sang an
aboriginal tune so
intoxicating
she next found herself
down the rabbit hole
again
dressed in ceremonial robes
and wearing a particularly
bejeweled mask

Alice stood next to her
and tried to lead Sarah
through the maze
but she couldn’t move
“Time has fixed me, all right,”
she said to Alice
who only smiled and whispered,
“What will be, will be. It’s only a matter of
Time.”

And the teapot
began a lilting soft
jazz that
brought her back
to the kitchen table,
all of her books,
like children seated there,
chattering excited prose

Sarah fled the kitchen
for the quiet of her
bed
“I must sleep,” she wept
But a thousand dreams
barred entry to that wish
She climbed out the window
and leapt to a
low-hanging pink cloud
that was soft
and easy to embrace
“I do not belong here,
either.”

A smile in the distant
sky
bade her most-South
and built a footbridge
across the ocean
though Sarah knew
not to place a step there
for it would disappear
behind her and
she would never find her way
Home
again

Sarah pulled ruby slippers
from apron pockets
and clapped them together
Hoping for a tornado
a swirl of Force
to put her right again
but the weather remained
temperate
and she continued to
float….

Tags: introspection, puzzles