For visually challenged writers, the image shows the green and rocky landscape, with a path leading up to a dark-mouthed cave.
Is the mind always tempted by darkness?
Why do we want to know what hides within?
The dark mouth of a cave asking me,
daring me to enter. An unknown portal waiting
To whisk my body and mind to a strange land
To visit new dimensions is inviting
My own private time machine
Would that I had HG to accompany me
I might brave the undergrowth, enter the darkness
I found myself staring at the stone form of a tiny wizard
with a man-like pendant around his neck
A good luck charm to ward off evil
His arm pointed towards the cave
It seems even the rocks are telling me
To see what lies within.
I feel like a strange version
Of my favourite cartoon character
Pepe Le Pew
The only difference I have
Is a yellow streak down my back
I think it is time to go home, leave the time travelling
To HG Wells…