A life fable for this season of life... sometimes we have to figure out just what we are figuring out.

Inside The Kingdom Of The Cheese

There are mice people. 


You know those "nice people"

scurrying inside the walls and halls

of boxed and stacked institutions

(cartons of a sort)

along side-roads and highways and downtown streets

where lights are dim

and sometimes flickering--


Inside the heads of vermin

you find fast moving images



from the inside out.


And I

a rat

sit alone

inside the kingdom of the cheese

thinking, Where do I fit in.


It doesn't matter

for the trap holds me by the neck.


But my view is




And the mice? 





They've placed a mirror before me... 


Poetry by Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-10-22 at 18:15

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jim The PoetBay support member heart!
a little surrealism makes more sense sometimes than cold logic. I like this tearing up of reality, and reconfiguring it your way.

damn mice.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
There are some very interesting ideas presented in this. I like it.

Phyllis J. Rhodes
Oh my, Aesop would be jealous. Those scurrying through the cheese holes spy through the key holes to see if the rodent community is properly trapped. The mouse did a service with that mirror reminding the rat in case he has forgotten, that in these stacked institutions, the resident's world can become very small, eventually occupied by no one but themselves. Being trapped it is nearly impossible not to succumb to the closing of ones mind to the immediate situation particularly when they cannot change it. Ah, but the mind can also be freed when the body is trapped and can no longer call attention to itself. When that happens creativity is loosed and this smart, wildly inspiring piece is a grand example.

bibek adhikari The PoetBay support member heart!
Lovely fable. Enjoyed reading it. :)
Keep writing such witty fable poems.

I enjoyed this fable. And the lesson learned? The ending is precious. Rodents of any kind are objectionable to me, who would rather deal with a snake in my house than with a tiny little mouse. A very enjoyable poem. :)