Best Alice Poems

~Alice Sweet Alice~

        *Like Sisters*
   Everyday -- Holding Hands 
Sunday Dress -- Pink Ribbons
         *Alice And I*


How can they say she did not exist?
This Sweet Girl I Named...

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With enlightenment, not inhalation, 
drawn from Jefferson Airplane's (Starship?) 'White Rabbit.' 
(written by Grace Slick)

A Monotetra ~

Don't be drawn into that fairytale
with the Cheshire Cat's grin and tail
He'll lure you in and leave you frail
To weep and wail   To weep and wail

If you're...

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Now that the wicked witch has left the room….

Alice…in Never, Never Land, with clouded brow, and foggy mind, stares through the looking glass at the flames of autumn falling from the maples trees.

And…as she watches this ballet of little fluttering fairies in flaming gowns of...

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Once there was a fairy by name Linda “fondly Alice”
Falls down a rabbit hole into a fantasy world pretty nice!
Literary nonsense genre
Influential fantasy genre
Bloody the fairy of my fantasy world “Alice”?...

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Ah, Divine influence, it has come to many, so they say,
as to their nameless or named God’s they do pray.
The light came to Carroll, he said he could see,
for raised by a Vicar at Christ church was he.

Dodgson was his surname an apt moniker 
for...

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Oh, Albert its Alice
I missed you today
Many years since you went away 
You left me with orders
To await your return
Oh Albert its Alice 
We had so much to learn 

I remember that summer of 1913
The storm was coming, we had not seen
The sun was shining...

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there’s a halo hanging from her head everyone agrees~je t'adore
sublime sneaky snake come slither by~who directs traffic in the grass
pal owl perched on glove~wise bird see more less spoken hears her muse recite...

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A poetess named Linda Alice Fowler
Chose the spirit animal owl for her
avatar and muse, and who
doesn’t worry ‘bout bird flu
with all her power, no not this prowler

True to herself and has keen intuition
If she appears in your dreams, pay her attention
It’s well-known symbolism
Embrace change with...

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She finds the pink planet, musing Alice Liddell's Imagination is the only weapon in war with reality.  Sky's canvas, brushed cotton candy clouds where marshmallow mountains peak and the seventh sun rides low 'til the man in the moon awakens. White light and red,...

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Cuts and bruises
Stabs and burns
Chained up and tied down
The things I want to do to you
When I see you I know I’m wrong
But I can’t help doing you bad
Still you love this love that hurts
Because you keep coming back
More pain, you want to feel the...

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Amazingly, Alice assaulted an antelope
Because Bobby’s beavers became bold,
Considering cantilevered canines
Deliberately devastating donor’s doled.

Evelyn entirely excited electric eels
Failing forlornly from forward fencing,
Gaining ground gathering genuine gold
Her happiness heralded high financing.

I indicated initially incapable innocents
Justifying joyous juxtaposition jousting
Keeping kind Kenneth’s kindreds knit
Losing language like legally lost...

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It's all the ways darkness drapes
showing where light is in reality
how it's part and parcel 
I can't look at myself
but I see a reflection from your eyes

sat in a circle 
we can tell each who we are
I need to hear it to exist

may I rest...

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The Red Queen walked to her
And asked: "My lovely little girl,
What made you come again
Into this world of mind whirl
And realm of absurd dream,
The field of nonsense reign?"
And Alice smiled and then replied
"You see that wonder train,
I'd like to get on it
And make a trip...

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The west winds of springtime
Brought forth April showers
That rained on the pavements
Of Southwick for hours.

It was standing room only
And full to the brim
As people sought shelter 
At the old Tabard Inn.
           
A man with a...

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My child, a baptism took place when you jumped into the river for my sake—Ringo Bing

Just like her favorite character Alice she dresses
A young girl named Cassy sits bored by a riverbank
She looks into reflecting waters twirling her long tresses

A giant ladybug hanging onto a...

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