Alice Poems

Alice Liddell 1852-1934

Deep in contemplation, or was it cogitation,
call it 'intuition', Alice aforethought had a premonition,
something's round the corner,
and she's come to warn yer,
doing all she can, before it hits the fan,
for she has seen a vision, more than a vague suspicion,
it's a strong affirmation of a predetermination,
and believe me when I say,
"Whatever omen she thought she

Alice Can't Slip Through the Wormhole

It's been many months since I saw 'Malice'
In fact, she was hard to recognize  
There's a faraway look in her bloodshot eyes
She resembles a Michelin man with loads of spare tires
Her blue and white dress is strained at the seams,

Good god she's put on so much weight
It must be so annoying
that she can't slip

Alice or the White Rabbit

Am l the White Rabbit or Alice ?
am l the the pen or the paper?
do l or did l, go there on purpose or by accident?
Alice went into the Rabbit hole because  she followed a Rabbit who knew where he was going

so like Alice, i'm curious
the Rabbit never was, he just knew he was

Alice Through The Wormhole

After Alice almost forgot her exhilarating experience 
in the dream of her visit to the wonderland,
her imaginative mind drove her often outdoors onto
the open expanse of the undulating landscape 
that rolled before her dreamy eyes with animated fantasy.

One night as she was spell-bound, 
gazing at the star-crowned sky,
she felt she flew beyond the galaxy 
and

Alice Through The Wormhole

Blinding rays of moonlight pierce through windblown curtains, whilst droplets of sweat bead on a heavy forehead. Sleep becomes more elusive with every tick of the clock, as insomniac nights and broken days gnaw into a fever-worn Alice. A herbal tea sits untouched on her bedside table—she’s too feeble to muster the strength to drink

Queen of Hearts

I’m strung out on another world —
a woman wired tight.
Music spills from my fingers,
runs down to my toes.

One pill —
and it all slips away.
I tumble down the rabbit hole.
But I’m not Alice.
I’m the Queen of Hearts.

I’m not looking for a way out.
I’m singing all the wrong words,
losing my tempo —
my lyrical lyre
abandoned on the floor.

Still,

Cassiopeia

Just like her favorite character Alice, she wears a light blue dress and a pinafore, she pairs it up with white tights and black Mary Jane shoes.   A black ribbon pulls hair tight, she adds something else, around her neck a skeleton key adorns.  It was her grandfather’s, an amiable, pleasant friendly

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Alice Through The Wormhole

Alice lay reflecting on the adventures she had
The characters she met there - good and bad
The lessons she learned in Wonderland,
The tea party that wasn't so grand...
Once again she began to ponder
What about life outside Earth and beyond her?
A sudden gust blasted open her door
And swept her away to the unknown once more!
And what would

Alice Among the Astral Wonders

Alice Among the Astral Wonders

From a rabbit hole of wondrous delight,
Alice now ventures to the stars of the night.
Her mission's a clock, a celestial race,
To find lost minutes in time and in space.

The Cheshire Moon grins, a crescent so wide,
As meteors fall in a silvery tide.
She floats past planets of emerald and gold,
A story of

ALICE IN SPACE

     Into the rabbit hole, Alice fell down
     to pass through the tunnel as if she drowned.
     She had to exit on opposite side
     through wormhole facing Angel to collide.
      
   

ALICE THROUGH THE WORMHOLE

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Curiouser and curiouser thinks Alice.
Why must I always follow that rabbit?
Last time it didn’t work out well,
I must try to break the habit.

This time they’re on a spaceship
And she’s suddenly floating around.
Ever since they blasted off,
Her feet haven’t touched the ground.

But at least her height remains constant.
No more shrinking then growing.
But where

Alice Through The Wormhole

"I'm bored," said Alice to nobody in particular. Lying in her bedroom, gazing wistfully at the stars, she often wondered what life might be like on another planet. School was boring, she didn't have any friends to speak of, and it had been nearly four years since her trip to Wonderland. "Not even a teenager

Alice Through The Wormhole

The wormhole led them to a desert, 
where they could see dunes ahead. 
The elf looked at Alice, nodded, and smiled. 
She understood what his smile meant. 
A few hours later, they stood in front of the dunes 
When suddenly sentinels appeared around them. 
Alice looked at the elf, and he smiled at her again.

A Tale: Alice in the Outerspace

Once blown to darkness
No moon nor stars
Only rocks and planets
What else can be done?

Once met a prince
Thought stuck forever
No faith nor hope
That will be saved

A princess came by
To ask and assist
Wondering in mind
And saved the prince

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