Nevereverland

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Nevereverland

Think of lovely things

That’s how the magic works

Children

Maybe

Can do this rather easily

While grown-ups muddle

Through self-judgment

And what will the others

Think

This is might be why

There are so many children

There

While grown-ups lag behind

In steepled London

The children get it

By not getting it

They take the glitter

(who will clean this up)

Do their thinking

No preamble

Stretch toward the ceiling

Of the nursery

That kept them in

(Nana below)

And fly

C L Couch

“So come with me, where dreams are born, and time is never planned. Just think of happy things, and your heart will fly on wings, forever, in Never Never Land!”

― J. M. Barrie, Peter Pan

Photo by Chris Barbalis on Unsplash

clcouch123

I prefer Christopher in conversation. In writing, I use C L Couch because it’s a genderless form of my name and, frankly, easier—I have severe writer’s cramp. I mean to be a poet writing spiritual and occasional verse. The photographs used permanently here—for the banner, for my profile—were taken by Debra Danielson, a photographer and friend. You may enjoy more of her work at debra.danielson.org. If you would credit me when quoting my work, I'd be thankful. As I am thankful for your presence here.

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