Double Vision
I'm at the supermarket,
Choosing a packet of tea,
And yet I stand on a windswept cliff,
Gazing out at a shimmering sea.
The breeze tugs at my silken gown and cloak,
Though I'm wearing jeans and a short sleeved tee.
My hair is always kept tied back neat,
But the wind blows it flowing and free.
The supermarket tannoy,
Gives a wild and haunting cry,
High above a half price banner,
A dragon swoops across the sky,
To a misty magical island,
Where the baked beans tower high,
And in the woods beyond the soup,
You can see the fae folk fly.
In the supermarket's dry conditioned air,
I can smell the salt sea foam.
Turning away from the cliff top view,
I find a mermaid's plastic comb.
Pushing my trolley to the checkout queue,
My feet are barefoot on the loam,
And through the car and fume filled streets,
My unicorn walks me home.
Choosing a packet of tea,
And yet I stand on a windswept cliff,
Gazing out at a shimmering sea.
The breeze tugs at my silken gown and cloak,
Though I'm wearing jeans and a short sleeved tee.
My hair is always kept tied back neat,
But the wind blows it flowing and free.
The supermarket tannoy,
Gives a wild and haunting cry,
High above a half price banner,
A dragon swoops across the sky,
To a misty magical island,
Where the baked beans tower high,
And in the woods beyond the soup,
You can see the fae folk fly.
In the supermarket's dry conditioned air,
I can smell the salt sea foam.
Turning away from the cliff top view,
I find a mermaid's plastic comb.
Pushing my trolley to the checkout queue,
My feet are barefoot on the loam,
And through the car and fume filled streets,
My unicorn walks me home.