Narnia?

Now I swear

I didn’t step through any wardrobes

But

I’m looking around

And

This has got to be Narnia

 

What with the snow

The trees

And - did I just imagine it

Or - are those bells I hear

In the distance

Carried on the wind

With the powder snow

 

I follow the buried path

Through the muffled woods

And I’ve never felt so

Isolated

 

Pine trees

Tower over me

Blocking out the

Darkening sky

 

And I follow the fox tracks

That wind

Past me

In and out of thicket

 

And the whole time

I’m waiting for the moment

Mr Tumnus

Will appear.

 

 

Now I swear

I didn’t step

Through any wardrobes

But...

Reviews

[Victoria Kay]

What a gorgeous poem.