Poem #19

Continuing with a poem a day in April.  Today the prompt was “parallel.”


Beowulf and the Dragon
Deep under the blanket
Flashlight on
Pages turn
Late into the night
Taking me to distant
Taking me to parallel
Lived on the roofs
Of Oxford, 
Taking me to
Fantastic places
Accessed through
Looking glasses,
Rabbit's holes,
Round tables or
A stone slab.
Perhaps by a ring,
A Dragon's egg.
Maybe through a
Celtic Ruin or
Magical sword.
This is the world,
The parallel world 
I live in,
Always have,
Since I was
A little girl,
Under the blanket
With a flashlight,
Always will.


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