John Anderson Poet Free verse

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Alice in Fantasy Land

I drifted into a reverie, 
where space time unraveled
into a vivid dream.
I was a child again, a butterfly. 
Reveling in the hallucination
and visualization 
only a child's imagination,
can twist, into a whimsy fantasy.

In a daydream, on a hot lazy afternoon,
there I was, holding hands with Alice, 
of Wonderland fame.
She was sipping 'drink me' slurps to re-size at will,
going up and down, big and small, like a yo-yo on steroids. 
Up rushed a White Rabbit with a Top Hat and pocket watch, 
screaming: "I'm late, I'm late, So very Late!".
Next came a Green Caterpillar
blowing bubbles from a strange pipe.
He asked me: "Who are You, Who are You?"
Then came Cheshire Cat, with a grin so wide,
it scared the living daylights outta 
the March Hare, Pigeon and Mock Turtle
who diddled up to join the Mad Hatters Party.
Finally, the Magical Queen of Tarts arrived
and declared: "Let's All Have Tea. It's Served!"
Turning around, she looked straight at me, and said:
"Who are You, Who are You?"
"Don't You Know Who You Are?"
"Where's your Invitation?"
"You can't Party here, without a Mad Hat on"
"Where's Your Hat, Where's Your Hat?"
"Begone, you Crazy Bare-Head Creep!"
Then Poof! With that, I awoke!
Phew!

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