The Lamppost at the End of the Wood

Sometimes, it makes me think of Narnia,
That enchanting realm where God is a lion,
And fantasy falls over its own fantastic fable,
In an allegory of Christian myth,
‘Lucy’s lantern’, as I think of it,
The near iconic candle-lit glass cage of iron,
That guides our young heroine from the,
Wardrobe to Mr Tumnus, her new kith.

All other times, it serves as a stark reminder,
That tears me from a reverie,
Of somewhere magical,
In mythology’s neighbourhood,
It is the disheartening landmark,
That returns me to reality,
The way ‘home’ from the realm of Faerie is through,
The lamppost at the end of the wood.



12 thoughts on “The Lamppost at the End of the Wood

  1. Shainbird says:

    Nice to read you again Badly and welcome back dear friend!

    • *takes a bow* Good to be back, mon amis. I am in esteemed company! A true pleasure to be blogging once more alongside such talent like yourself, pal. keep smiling and keep writing, hugs from Baldy 🙂

  2. Bastet says:

    Reblogged this on Bastet and Sekhmet and commented:
    Hey everybody! Baldy’s back to the delight of us all and he’s going strong!

  3. tjtherien says:

    nice… and great to see you back…

  4. Powerful. Objects can hold so many meanings even for the same person. Depends on their mood.

  5. hi! nice poem. my blog is all about Narnia… so please check it out! thanks.

  6. I know just what you mean.

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