She walked daintily
in her blue satin dress
topped with a white apron
over a petticoat with lace.
Her long golden-yellow hair
bounced with every skip and hop;
her pair of china-blue eyes
beamed and sparkled like stars.
She was loving as a dog,
gentle as a fawn,
and curious as a cat.
But she was far more than that.
Once she chased a white rabbit
down a tiny rabbit hole —
down,
down,
d
o
w
n —
there seemed to be no end
to the fall.
She was a tad confused
when she stumbled upon a world:
surreal and twisted,
illogical and absurd.
She asked herself
if she had been changed.
“When I woke this morn’n,
was I still the same?”
Through the Caterpillar
she learned to adapt.
Through the Cheshire Cat
she learned what it meant
to be mad.
She was spotted with Mad Hatter
at a tea party with March Hare.
She was seen at the palace grounds
playing with the Queen a game of croquet.
She was a shotgun witness
to the case of the missing tarts.
And the last thing she remembered
was the screaming Queen of Hearts,
“Offwithherhead!!!”
“Offwithherhead!!!”
— the Queen screamed and screamed
like the day would never end.
But before a word escaped her lips,
she found herself caught in a mist.
And though just like that she was gone,
she would one day return to Wonderland.
*This was a poem I wrote in anticipation of Tim Burton’s re-imagination of Alice in Wonderland. Because Alice is love. =)
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I love the second half more. I guess its that whole section leading to “offwithherhead!” Lovely poem. It’s fun and entertaining. 🙂
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yes, there’s a wonderful build up to the climax. I like the “she was a tad confused verse” a lot. Fun poem, thanks, Fats.
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