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Chris Tyrimos

Rookie - 10 Points (15-05-1982)

The Quest


As I stood in the belly of the forest,
My strongest foot back at an angle
I knew I was lost
In an hour that belonged to a different time.

The hazel green sun punctuated my eyes
The blind around me could see.
New colours and signs.
Fresh shapes, the trees had arms and faces.

Deeper still,
the lake filled to brim.
With shocks of purple green poisonous water.
A stranded galleon lay at its epicenter.

The mermaid and kraken sat carved in stone.
A maiden held her sailor in a death freeze.
I sighed walking further into a mirrored abyss.
A golden watch rusting at the tip of the fern bush.

The hydrangeas and desert palms smiled in macabre fashion.
Their leaves and palms swayed to signify.
A danger. A danger lay ahead
near a deserted pool of pink roses.

By this stage, the test had begun.
Around me others, weaker men had fallen.
I continued, cutting the swamp down with a possessed blade.
A flying pirate with parrot shrieked to test my nerve.

Further down, to the twenty feet grasses and giant ladybirds.
Caterpillars with purple spiders nipped in affection.
I shone the blade to them, they scurried.
Further and further into the badlands.

A beautiful prince stood chained to the cove.
I smashed his chains with power unknown.
His face transformed, the face of my passed grandfather.
I knelt in honour of the great man.

Deeper still
Where highwaymen and villains dare not stray.
The sun held by a cord from alien butter rocks.
Where beauty held the beast, where the sky met the earth.

To the bottom of all sand pits.
Fairies and abominable snowman pass me warm soup.
I am initiated into their dimension.
Never seen again by earth people, I learn their ways of peace.

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Submitted: Thursday, June 06, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 09, 2013

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This poem was used in a performance entitled 'Somewhere' by Hana S Dance - as part of a montage dance festival held at the 'Sadler's Wells Theatre'

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