Continuing with a poem a day in April. Today the prompt was “parallel.”
Deep under the blanket Flashlight on Pages turn Late into the night Taking me to distant Worlds. Taking me to parallel Civilizations. Lived on the roofs Of Oxford, Taking me to Fantastic places Accessed through Wardrobes, 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.