By and Copyright: Trent Chau
Desolate banks
into the dawn enfold, the secret:
life runs through it
in the silence and the rush,
burrowing deep, Elysian bedrock—
there is never nothing in Wonderland.
*For One Shoot Sunday at One Stop Poetry–the prompt today is a picture by the talented Trent Chau, a Georgia-based photographer. Beautiful shot – I found the words came rushing right out of it. Check out my interview with him when you get a chance – very insightful guy!
The Waking Den 
you had me with the first line….and i was right in dreamland…perfect words for a wonderful picture chris
Epic wonders of dreamlands indeed. Nice.
“The secret…Elysian bedrock…” you’ve found it, Chris! Thanks for sharing the depths and the soaring height of the the picture.
You had me with the title. Perfect for this image. There is never nothing found in wonderland. Well put. Great work across the board today!
I like in particular your concluding line and the thought of mining the “deep, Elysian bedrock”.
elysian bedrock ~ great line ~
caught me a few times ~ pedalling back
and then that last line said it all
‘there is never nothing at all in WOnderland’
Stunning ~ ~ Lib ~
beautiful poem and I love that you used that title – to me, “life runs through” everything, “there is never nothing” anywhere
My favorite line is “life runs through it” the waters of life.
a wonderful read. beautiful from beginning to end… the images, metaphors, the language –
I, like the others who’ve commented, love the “life runs through it” line and “Elysian bedrock”… thanks for sharing.