Poetry Friday

Poetry Friday: A Girl Named Alice

A Girl Named Alice

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 —
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,


— 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. =)

Today’s Poetry Friday is hosted by Jone at Check it Out!

Fats is the Assistant Manager for Circulation Services at the Wayne County Public Library in Wooster, Ohio. She considers herself a reader of all sorts, although she needs to work on her non-fiction reading. Fats likes a good mystery but is not too fond of thrillers. She takes book hoarding seriously and enjoys collecting bookmarks and tote bags. When she is not reading, Fats likes to shop pet apparel for her cat Penny (who absolutely loathes it).

5 comments on “Poetry Friday: A Girl Named Alice

  1. 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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  3. 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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