posted on December 14, 2008 at 7:43 pm

everything was happening too fast
the countryside moved by like a mechanical backdrop
when will it stop? whispered kathy
i couldnt answer her
i didnt know and i was feeling too sick
we were travelling over mostly empty terrain
scrubby trees and sparse yellow grass
we saw a fox pass beneath us once
and an old man walking a dog
we saw a river suddenly loom
then snatched away by the distance
we collided with a hill
and both tumbled together
the breath knocked out of us
we sat up
looking around
gasping
we were engulfed in a juicy black night
out of nowhere
evening had ridden in
warm and spicy
are we in wales? kathy asked
i took her hand in mine
i squeezed her soft little fingers
i looked around at the palms softly moving
in the most delicious breezes
just over the ridge
the rolling surf gently pounded
we could hear exotic birds calling
in the falling darkness
yes
i said
this must be wales….
lanterns hung in the trees
the sound of a fiddle and laughter
we walked through the trees
kathy and i
magicked i supposed
someones put a spell on us she said
soon enough we came to a table of little men
they were sitting and drinking and arguing
all dressed in green and grey like the trees
one by one they became quiet as they saw us
and they sat still and wide eyed watching us carefully
kathy said
good evening little men
my name is kathy and this is my brother…
i bowed low
my lords….
the little men laughed at this
emboldened kathy went on
we believe we have been magicked here
and we were wondering if this is wales…
the little men talked among themselves briefly
and one of them stood up
his voice was rich and musical
he spoke with a strange lilted accent
no childe this is not wales
nor is it any land you have ever heard of
and yes childe
you must be magicked if you are standing there
as you surely are
because i can see you, cant i?
he sat down again
and the little men seemed to lose all interest in us
we wandered on reluctantly
kathy thought it was rude to linger any longer
she pulled me after her
we walked away among the trees
we thought of dad
waiting for us to come home
we thought how worried he would be
tiny tears shone in kathys eyes
dont be scared i told her
i’m just thinking about dad she said
we walked on
we felt we must
away from the sound of the rolling sea
away from the sound of the little men and the fiddle
into the trees
until we were deep
inside

15 Responses to “inside”

  1. avatar
    fantasticandy | 14 December 2008 at 9:10 pm #

    i love these kathy stories!

  2. avatar
    Freddie | 14 December 2008 at 10:10 pm #

    Me too! 🙂

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    triantelope | 14 December 2008 at 10:26 pm #

    Me three…

  4. avatar
    nickfiction | 14 December 2008 at 10:53 pm #

    Hi SK , nice job here. had to catch up and read backwards a little. Glad you are still at it/ Nick F

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    lily was here | 14 December 2008 at 11:24 pm #

    Its a scary thing as a child to be lost among strangers and not be acknowledged. Doesnt get any easier as adults.

    xxxx

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    Jasperina | 15 December 2008 at 4:03 am #

    Engulfed in a juicy black sky…always love being engulfed by your stories…never know where I’m going. There is a beautiful magic that swirls in my imagination whenever I read your words or hear your songs…

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    Polydora | 15 December 2008 at 4:19 am #

    A tee of lanterns, eh? Shit, I just finished writing a poem a couple weeks ago titled The Lantern Tree (yes, about a tree of lanterns, so to speak). Methinks I too have been magicked. Haven’t we all at one time or another?

    I particularly like the ending of this one. Will you show us in the next magicked post what you and kathy found deep… deeper inside that tree? What a treat that would be. Can’t wait to find out where you take us next.

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    Hellbound Heart | 15 December 2008 at 4:23 am #

    …the lion the witch and the wardrobe….what portal did they step through to get here?
    love always….

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    Anonymous | 15 December 2008 at 5:23 am #

    Nice to escape with that story, don't know how your mind thinks of something different to write every day, but that's what Time Beings can do.

    Saw Dog Trumpet play yesterday at the SH Ervin Gallery. Joint artist exhibition. Reg was in fine form. Could imagine the banter between you two, what a comedy show it would be. Also a Church/Dog Trumpet show would have the place rockin.

    Peace & love
    Therese

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    craig1.618 | 15 December 2008 at 5:29 am #

    my moms name was cathy

    when i read these

    i think of her

    and her older brother

    and how he helped her through

    some dark times in life

    he will always be

    my favorite uncle

  11. avatar
    MEM | 15 December 2008 at 5:36 am #

    colour
    of
    a tree

    green
    or
    sub-marine

  12. avatar
    heather | 15 December 2008 at 8:44 am #

    enchanting……..as ever

    thanks

    Kittykat

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    lily was here | 15 December 2008 at 9:13 am #

    walking near dust tonite, first words I hear on my ipod after talking to the cat

    “kathy, Im lost, I said, though I knew she was sleeping
    Im empty and aching and I dont know why
    Counting the cars on the new jersey turnpike
    Theyve all gone to look for america …..”

    play it again sam … then

    “toss me a cigarette, I think theres one in my raincoat
    we smoked the last one an hour ago
    So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
    And the moon rose over an open field …”

    aaahhhh, simon n gars uncle

  14. avatar
    fantasticandy | 15 December 2008 at 1:10 pm #

    their best song ever sue!

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    ScaughtFive | 15 December 2008 at 4:31 pm #

    “Juicy black night” like a burst blackberry!


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