Dorothy's slippers ...

I gazed at the photograph of Dorothy's ruby slippers -

I put down my glass -

I remembered the wooden house, whirling through the air -

The loyal companions -

The hateful flying monkeys -

The Emerald City -

Dorothy's wish to go home -

I glanced down at my own shoes -

They were coloured blue and I wore no socks -

I was a long way from Kansas -

I wondered if I tapped my heels together where I would return to -

My Kansas a world away -

Yet still longed for -

Still there -


Saturday 7 September 2019

The Rex
Wareham
Dorset