mad indeed

For the prompt by @labyrinthia mythweaver

long I have traveled this winding path

deeper in the hemlock than advised

I drudge on

gone are the nights the village hummed

a tune in my ear

gone are the lanterns

any sign of life but for one

my own

I have forgotten…

my own voice

 

I did not find the door

It found me

in my despair

when I turned the knob what did I wish for

an end perhaps

but I found a beginning

of fauna and folklore

a sprawling footpath of geode

stone bridge over pink waters

fish scaled women drift

in halos of long blonde hair

and flying past in a flurry

the breast and brawn of winged bodies

the men! with beards to their toes

coarse and burly in pantaloons

ruffled to their collars

eyed me from atop

the centaurs proud

wielding swords of pure gold

sun with its yellow eye of the were

watched as a dragon clears the sky

with one flap

nearly tripping the top hat of a giant

on a walkabout

“my eyes, my eyes great heavens

they can’t be trusted. “

I exclaimed

grasping the trunk of the nearest tree.

“Nor your hands” the bark chuckled

running its feathered leaf down my nose.

“Nor your feet” the grass giggled

gyrating below me as many worms.

“NOR MY MIND” I agreed

 I proclaimed

I decreed

I heralded, I trumpeted

I’ve gone mad!!

mad as the hatter

mad as the world

mad as the doctor and judge

“It is settled,” said the tree

“for the best,” sword agreed

“It is so,” said the scales

“so shall be,” the fairy

mad as the bridge trolls toll

my mind’s fallen down the loophole.