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The Big Blues and Baptismal Alice

“The Big Blues and Baptismal Alice” In the land of the dirty politician Steely resolve was borne bidding farewell to thinly veiled conceit and division that particular brand of milk had long in the tooth turned sour in her red-hot mamma kitchen A racing Greyhound on the Going Nowhere Road forever chasing the White Rabbit named Godot counts time from its pocketful of ticking time bomb clocks watching Pterodactyl hormones fly in formation eating low lying ducks in a row while the young Velociraptor sitting in her room drawing blood viper tongue fast, has gone all Poe The Greyhound turns tales around and heads back towards Emerald City flying fast away from a plague of Bubonic Black Crows She says adieu to those dealing cards that were never real pretty sitting at the Tea Party Table pulling Voodoo dreams out of the Lyrebird’s duplicity Departure New journey Two tokens One kept aside for the Love that’s steadfast and outspoken the other for Bee Queen standing stellar left-field not broken The Buzzer claims the Chance Card and moves way out past “GO”, The Usurper Spell is now fully broken and blown There on the open road destiny is cumulus now known Face turned towards Big Blue Sky and Sunshine a new life tapestry is sewn Mystery mist whispering over Mountains of Blue where angels set secret prayers on the wings of swans who only speak home truth soaring high upon Heaven’s stairs singing loud and clear new dreams do bloom through cool clean white cotton clouds face to the sun feet on the ground a new day has arrived strong magic is found Black ink words swallowed charcoal spits out a burnt offering through bitterful and twisted blisters A New journey forward - Home is calling her to the Forest of the Three Sisters There ensconced in her bucolic benevolent black heath of a palace Born again in the Big Blues sings the bushfire burning in Baptismal Alice (Lovejoy-Burton, August 2018) "She's Leaving Home" / The Beatles https://youtu.be/VaBPY78D88g "Sky Above the Clouds", Georgia O'Keeffe 1962 Influences of Magritte, Bosch https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Queen_(chess)

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Leanne Lovejoy-Burton

Date: 8/22/2018 7:52:00 AM

;) x. “She was modest — that wasn’t all virtue, she liked to think that she was not worth much — her view of people was original and sharp, her elaborate, over delicate manners made her a pleasure to live with, she liked books and was generous about writers, and the wit, of course, was so wonderful that neither age nor illness dried up the spring from which it came each day. No remembrance of her can exclude it.”

Kishan Sharma

Date: 8/21/2018 9:17:00 PM

Very impressively

Kishan Sharma
Date: 8/22/2018 6:14:00 PM

Leanne,in this way nobody tells about me.the way you tell me everything about me.inside your mind, anybody's talent to read,there is too much potential.you are very awesome.

Leanne Lovejoy-Burton
Date: 8/22/2018 5:23:00 PM

Kishan, anyone that writes from their heart, without conceit, is the best and bravest kind of writer. While some may become lost in translation, your story is clear and concise. Keep writing.

Kishan Sharma
Date: 8/22/2018 8:16:00 AM

Well I do not know that I am a brave writer too.i liked it,listening to you like this about myself.thank you Leanne.

Leanne Lovejoy-Burton
Date: 8/22/2018 7:52:00 AM

Thank you Kishan. A brave writer indeed you are.