I wonder . . .

if star dust is available
to those who seek a glimmer of hope

if lunar paths lead to satin slippered elves
ready to grant a wish

if buttercups picked yield petal tea
when imbibed bloom happiness

if imagination can quell fear
set pen to page with gut wrenched honesty

if simplicity can softly pad its way
through a cacophony of bombastic lunacy

I wonder
how to reach Neverland

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56 thoughts on “I wonder . . .

  1. kanzensakura July 27, 2017 / 12:41 pm

    Oh Lillian – this is wonderful! I’ve often wondered how to reach Neverland. But when I sit on my back steps and watch the hummingbirds buzzing about, I know I am halfway there.

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:19 am

      Smiling I am to read your comment here. Let me ride upon a humming bird’s wings today — whirl about in ecstasy! πŸ˜‰

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      • kanzensakura July 31, 2017 / 3:13 pm

        I have three feeders out and will have to add two more. I think I hit the hummingbird lottery. I saw what I thought was a hornet breaking free of the trees and bushes at the side of the house and lo and behold, it was a young hummingbird, no bigger than the first digit on my little finger. I realized there were several nests in that area so that Is where I put my first feeder and my second and my third. Now I will have to add two more. What luxury. Over 15 hummers buzzing about and more to follow. What joy. Tiny little miracles they are. I can (and do) watch them for hours. Very soothing and full of joy.

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  2. jillys2016 July 27, 2017 / 1:31 pm

    Clever blending of a childlike tone with wise thoughts and musings. (Just for the record, Neverland can be reached right here in Orlando! Watch for Tink – she hangs out around the castle. Ha!)

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:20 am

      Peter Pan has always been one of my favorite stories/plays. I saw the original tv show with Mary Martin and boy did I clap to keep Tink alive πŸ™‚ Have also seen the new play Neverland which is an interesting view of JM Barrie, the author of Peter Pan. “I’ll never grow up.” πŸ™‚

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      • jillys2016 July 31, 2017 / 10:14 am

        Wonderful! Tink is something of a local heroine in these parts. I like the Never Grow Up attitude of life πŸ™‚

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  3. Victoria C. Slotto July 27, 2017 / 2:22 pm

    So love the voice of the child within. I’ve learned to lament the loss of childhood at large in our culture. I hope that those of us who poem, like you and I, can continue to keep it alive within and invite others to join us.

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:21 am

      Such a beautiful sentiment here, Victoria. I couldn’t agree more with you! Happiness is….dVerse! πŸ™‚

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  4. Frank Hubeny July 27, 2017 / 3:09 pm

    This one might be possible: “if simplicity can softly pad its way
    through a cacophony of bombastic lunacy” It would be nice if buttercups could yield happiness as a tea. I sometimes think peppermint tea does.

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:21 am

      Yummy peppermint tea….a favorite of mine in the cold winters πŸ™‚

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  5. Bodhirose July 27, 2017 / 3:27 pm

    I didn’t so much feel the child in this but the adult feeling the loss of a more simple and carefree time in the world. And I feel that all those things, if believed in strongly enough, can surely quell that fear and tamper that lunacy. I felt that this came from a deep place within, Lillian.

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:24 am

      Oh you are so on the money here! Yesterday morning I was noodling in my journal and the beginnings of a poem/musing appeared on my page….how children rush for the puddles and stomp with glee……and adults gingerly step round them. At what point in our life did we begin to step gingerly and lose that utter joy of splashing and whoop-de-deeing in puddles???? πŸ™‚ I think the next time it rains, I shall put on my wellies and stomp with glee!

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      • Bodhirose July 31, 2017 / 2:02 pm

        Yes, do it, Lillian, stomp with glee in those puddles! 😊

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  6. kim881 July 27, 2017 / 3:39 pm

    We seem to have done it again, Lillian! We both have stars of some sort in our poems! I love your magical ‘if’ poem, with a wistful sense of lost childhood.

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:25 am

      Reading on Monday……before Monday’s quadrille. We are so often compatriots my friend! πŸ™‚ Glad you enjoyed this one.

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  7. whippetwisdom July 27, 2017 / 3:55 pm

    A beautiful write Lillian and if we could wave a magic wand to replace every ‘if’ with ‘when’ we will reach your Neverland :o) xxx

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  8. alisonhankinson July 27, 2017 / 4:15 pm

    Oh how I love your fairydust and magic.. my favourite bit though…”if buttercups picked yield petal tea
    when imbibed bloom happiness”…Beautiful.

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:42 am

      So glad you enjoyed, Alison. Every once in a while, I do believe it is necessary to hand out some “feel good” words…..fairy dust and all! πŸ™‚

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  9. Magaly Guerrero July 27, 2017 / 4:18 pm

    I love the closing–it’s seemingly random, but completely appropriate after haven’t read the stanzas that precede it. I, too, wonder…

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:43 am

      Actually, I do believe that each of us has a bit of Neverland in our hearts. We have only to find a puddle and stomp in it for glee, or blow the pods of a dried up dandelion and make a wish, or make a wish on birthday candles, or try on silly hats — and it comes forth! πŸ™‚

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  10. Glenn Buttkus July 27, 2017 / 4:29 pm

    You had me at /set pen to page with gut-wrenching honesty/–this describes my process approaching the writing of every poem. There is a touch of limbo here–for your lament at what may be lost midst the topical lunacy & chaos. is also recognition of inner child–extant & obviously cherished. Neverland is closed to those who have lost touch with the child within–which is not you, dear heart. I believe we all, in this poetic community, enter Neverland every time we enter the dVerse Pub, every time we respond to a prompt, every time one of our poems is shared, & every time we go out on the trail to visit each other; all magical, all heartfelt–just saying.

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:38 am

      Oh Glenn……I am so glad I waited until this morning (Monday) to read comments here. Yours has just made a wonderful start to my week. And oh yes….this is how I think of the dVerse Pub. Since you’ve written it here…….I would like to copy it and share it with the dVerse bartenders…I think you’ve put into words what this place means to me and many. Thank you thank you. And you know what? That inner child is so important to let out every once in a while. As I’ve said to others….the next time it rains in Boston I plan to put on my wellies and go outside to find a nice big puddle…and then just stomp with glee! πŸ™‚ That will bring the Neverland in me out a bit! πŸ™‚

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:34 am

      Me too! I believe in Peter Pan and Tink and that wonderful song….I’ll never grow up! πŸ™‚ I do keep Neverland in my heart —- πŸ™‚

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  11. Bev July 27, 2017 / 7:26 pm

    And don’t we all seek escape from the madness that reigns supreme in DC! If you find Neverland, let me know!

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:33 am

      I know one place it can exist…..next time it rains, don your wellies/boots/old shoes and go outside. Find a puddle and just stomp in it with glee! I shall be doing that next rain here in Boston. And that shall release all the inner child in me and I shall enjoy the splashing and utter joy! πŸ™‚

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:32 am

      Go very glad you enjoyed, Ayala! πŸ™‚

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  12. katiemiafrederick July 27, 2017 / 9:48 pm

    SMiLes.. mY FriEnd.. Lillian
    wHen tw0 Feet beCoMe one
    Force oF Balance WitH
    tWo HeMiSpHeReS
    oF GloBe NoW
    As YiN Now
    And YanG
    SaMe aS
    BRaiNoW
    iN MiNDS
    And BoDyS
    BaLanCinGForCE
    Never Land NoW MoRE oF pUre
    LovE eXists So FaR aS iNFiNiTYaLL
    beYonD thE ‘tWeen oF EaRs noW..:)

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:31 am

      Always so good to see you here, Katie! Oh yes….I do believe Neverland exists within our hearts….we have only to uncover it…like when it rains, putting on our boots and going out to stomp in the puddle with great glee…..rather than gingerly stepping around them. I shall do that the next time it rains and Neverland shall sing within my heart! πŸ™‚

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      • katiemiafrederick July 31, 2017 / 3:50 pm

        Hi.. Lillian..
        Positive LiGhts
        iN PoEtry
        Make
        Me SinG
        No Fear
        To BriNg
        Off to
        See you
        Next as
        SaMe mY
        FriEnd..
        As whenever
        Any Fear knocks
        i shake that DArker
        SonG off
        WitH
        DancE
        As SonG..!..:)

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  13. paul scribbles July 28, 2017 / 6:10 am

    This is a heart wrenching write in many ways…almost a lament. It has also stirred my muse. Watch this space.

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  14. nosaintaugustine July 28, 2017 / 2:01 pm

    The crafting of each line and the open ended nature of each stanza made this a sort of luxurious experience to read. I found myself reading each stanza twice before moving on, taking my time with the puzzle of it and not wanting it to end.

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:29 am

      What a lovely lovely reply. Thank you so very much! Truly appreciated!

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  15. MarinaSofia July 28, 2017 / 2:08 pm

    Oh that endless yearning – this is not quite a child’s voice, more like an adult craving the innocence and optimism of youth…

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:28 am

      Yes, yes and YES! πŸ™‚ Next time it rains, I shall put on my wellies and go out and stomp with glee in the puddles!!! The utter joy of childhood….we all need to recapture that some days. πŸ™‚

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:27 am

      What a lovely reply. Many thanks!

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  16. kaykuala h July 29, 2017 / 5:53 am

    If only half of what is desired is met it is such a fulfilment of that child-like cravings!

    Hank

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    • lillian July 31, 2017 / 8:27 am

      Ah yes…..recapturing our inner child. Some days we do need that! πŸ™‚

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