Flight of fancy

Green and white,

crisscrossed by black

the tiles on the floor;

some drooping shy,

some free and wild,

spring-flowers through the door

to-

the staircase then

leading to when

they hopped over the fence

the cobbled snake

moved on to meet

a sprightly wilderness.

A look about

and furtive search

for rabbits in the dark

mushrooms and twigs

and berry things

not found in the park

climb up a tree

that doesn't know

its nature, name or fruit

hang upside down

and try to see

the world with wandering roots

the beehive or the weaver bird

don't spare a look or care

the clumsy vines,

the unkempt hair

who needs to stop and stare?

the frenzied brook

and the broody nook

with cradled rocks ahead

the deer, the doe

that briskly go

to the princely tiger's stead

then run askance

and leave behind

all glories

and the chase

if one would stop

to ponder much

they'd lose their wondrous gaze

hop, skip and jump

and lo, behold

the house is back in sight

what joy, what fun

in the winter Sun

and a chair-bound aimless flight !