The deep deep woods
is guarded by
a small small troll
two inches high;
he’ll challenge you
with round round eye
in little hole —
a sly sly spy.
If you would walk
his white white earth,
you pay his toll,
the tax on worth,
not in penny-ante cents
but still still pause
of reverence.
With many thanks to photographer Mary Jo Bassett.
And also thanks to Johnny Gruelle,
who introduced me to the deep deep woods in his Raggedy Ann stories ever so long ago.
February 2, 2019 at 11:56 am
2″ troll? I hope he has a loud voice because with my big feet, we might collide. 🙂 Beautiful photo.
February 2, 2019 at 12:04 pm
I think he stays in his little toll troll booth so he’s safe! Yes, it is indeed a beautiful photo. I think Michigan has snow somewhat like New Hampshire.