by davidchrzanowski

As promised, the first poem, titled Blunderland, from my new mini collection, Blueprints to Blunderland. 

Big mouths jinx ambition.
Climb aboard tour buses
towards success.

(This is not a measure of success)

The greatness of the
scene around you
becomes your foxhole.

Your name’s not Alice,
this is Blunderland.

It absorbs into every piece
of your inner lining.

The way isn’t down –
walk through,

Your life guides all.
Use the blueprints
and find the way.