Yes, I Met Alice
What if I ,
Saw a waist-coated white rabbit,
Pass and disappear down a hole
Would I think I was going quite mad
Or would I want to follow him
As he exclaimed I’m late! I’m late!
For a very important date’……….
Of course I would follow him, for
I love adventure
A challenge for me is a quencher,
So, I followed
As I half fell, half crawled down the hole,
I saw a girl younger than me,
She said come on quick,
Down the hallway to a small door,
We even found a key,
Tried to open the door, but
Oh dear, oh dear
Neither of us could fit I fear,
Alice offered her hand,
I asked if this was her Wonderland,
And so, we met.
Little notes Alice found, eat me,
Drink me, eat me, and so
We grew and shrunk,
As was the need, Alice demanded I do
What she did, which I did and finally, we
Got through the door, into
A beautiful garden, drink me, eat me,
But we had meanwhile cried and
Shrunk in our own pool of tears
Alice seemed to handle all like a pro,
But I was truthfully riddled with fears
Our pool of tears became a sea,
I lost Alice but spotted her across
The shore with the rabbit again
Who had disappeared, and a mouse,
I was so lost,
I was fifteen but wanted
My mom and dad,
For suddenly I felt afraid and sad.
The rabbit ordered Alice to get his things
From his house,
But had a message for Alice ‘drink me’
On a bottle, she grew and grew, ,
I rubbed my eyes was this true,
I was witness to Alice’s famous tale
Could relate it to my friends in detail,
Felt proud, but told myself it’s a dream,
Or so it would seem,
But why did it feel it so real,
Everything I could swear, portrayed itself ,
As the real deal!
After Rabbit had a tantrum, animals threw
Stones at Alice which became cakes
She ate and ate and became small again
Beckoned me to follow her into the forest,
Where we met
A caterpillar who sat on a mushroom
With a hookah, but the two argued, the
Caterpillar snubs Alice showing his disgust
But before leaving told her parts of the
Mushroom where he sat, could make
Her grow or shrink,
I just sat on the grass, I must think
Seriously how I can get out of here,
I had collected many a strange souvenir,
Memories, which would be with me forever,
I could not get my mind to put things together
So muddled it all was,
Oh whatever!
Alice’s neck suddenly shoots
Up, and a pigeon attacks her, he probably
Thought she was a snake ready to steal
Her eggs.
Poor Alice, I thought her brave, for unknowingly
Becoming a volunteer
In pure fantasy land, a pioneer,
And the heroine of Alice in Wonderland.
Suddenly we find a duchess in her house
Holding a baby that was squealing, a Cheshire
Cat, and a cook, who emptied much pepper
Into his soup, the Duchess rudely departed,
To play croquet with the Queen and
Alice was left holding the squealing baby,
What happened next is strange, no maybe,
Not actually, the baby turned into a pig!
Returning to the forest,
We find the Cheshire cat again,
Who whilst grinning tells Alice that
Everyone In this land,
Including Alice herself, is mad,
And directs her to the house of the March Hare,
Then the caterpillar fades, so off we trot
To this house where we find them, all three,
The Mad Hatter, The March Hare, and
The Door Mouse,
Having tea, outside the house,
Trapped in time, they were,
Eternally having tea,
But treated Alice without any courtesy,
So Alice takes her leave, we return to the forest,
Find a key to the door in the hallway,
I must tell you from the beginning I feel
All that has happened, is totally surreal!
The queen and Alice begin a game of croquet,
The croquet mallet is a flamingo, and poor
Little hedgehogs the croquet ball.
Suddenly the Queen calls for all
Present to be executed, but it seems
That the Knave of hearts
Was in trouble for stealing the Queens tarts
Alice is a witness to this trial, and then
I really wanted to escape as Alice was
Ordered by the Queen to be beheaded,
She then grows taller, and more
Confident and denounces her trial
As nonsense and knocks the Queens army
Aside, which she realized
Were only playing cards, and as they fall upon
Her, she screams and wakes up her head on her
Sister’s lap, by the riverside.
And I? Well I was sitting
On a garden bench, I felt relief
I shook my head in disbelief,
I must have been day dreaming,
For it was chilly,
The sun no longer beaming,
I was grateful as I
Walked up our garden path,
Who knows what would have
Happened in the chaos of
Wonderland’s aftermath!
PS A few details have been left out as I wrote this poem from a somewhat different perspective.
Copyright © Jennifer Proxenos | Year Posted 2022
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