Oh dear,
it seems as though I am tossing myself back into that hole
I’d keep swirling in circles down,
down if you’d let me
a glass ballerina in your sky
I’d be a nightly meteor shower
a private show just for only your thoughts
Play me a memory
a gentle little strum to quicken my pulse
I’d sing for you until my throat closed up
And even then
I’d write you books about
how good it feels to lock my eyes with yours
All while free falling from the stars
trailing dust from my home
A tease that disappears as someone tries to follow
Would you catch me as I came closer to your arms?
or
Would you let the ribbons of my dress blow by your fingertips?
If you took your hands back
I’d be lost in your strange wonderland;
the streets all look like the ones I’ve known
but tigers creep out at night
Will you be the warm light that dissipates the shadows
from under my eyes?
Throw your pocket watch down the drain
and stand still in time with me
We’re all mad here
and nothing makes a bit of sense
Which is perfect for our predicament.
Author notes
I have found my muse.
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That was great, I really identify with the idea that you'd do anything for them and I'm loving the Alice in Wonderland references. The way you've subverted them by having the watch fall down a drain rather than into a hole leading to a fantasy world is excellent. I likethe quote too. (Y)
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Sorry for not replying sooner, AP didn't inform me that I had another comment on this poem.
Thank you a lot for your kind comment. I love using Wonderland references in my writing. I wish I was happy enough to do it more often. Do you ever write using the same references? -
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I haven't writen using any Alice in Wonderland references yet but I do love the book. I don't think you need to be happy to use them either but you know. My writing doesn't have much intertextuality in it, however the title of one of my poems comes from a song lyric.
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Amy M. Curran.
I just want you to know that you are, by far, my favorite person in the whole world.
deal with it.
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Zachary S. Hornberger.
You should know that I love you more that you could ever possibly comprehend, and there are only 137 school days left.
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