Best Cheshire Poems
They call me the Cheshire Cat, that's my name.
A creation straight out of Lewis Carroll's brain.
I live in a in land of wonder you see,
and store plenty of tricks up my sleeve.
I'm a feline that can grin from ear to ear.
I can also make parts of my body disappear.
I am in love with irony and all its complications.
I adore philosophy and erratic explanations.
Speaking in metaphors, that's my intricate specialty.
I'm not insane, I just live in a different reality.
A reality that fulfills my immortal amusement.
A world where I demonstrate my brash imprudence.
Wonderland's espionage is a good title for me,
eavesdropping on all there is, nestled in my tree.
SHHHHH! I see a young girl approaching, she is coming closer.
She looks alone and lost ......I wonder??
Curiosity can't kill this cat or make me fall
I am a bit mad, I dare say, but aren't we all.
An arbitrary woman on the street
Going the opposite way. Her amber eyes
Meet mine as she approaches
Bright and penetrating
We smile as we ...
Uniformly glance at each other
No words exchanged between us
As she walks past me, into oblivion...
She's a beautiful woman with a giraffesque grace
Alas! She'll forever remain a mystery
And we'll never cross paths again
Though I'll always remember...
Her cheshire cat smile!
Date written: 03/28/2016
Frowning
in frustration
Alice cannot conceive
the cat beyond the
grin
Cheshire Moon
the bottom half of the moon smiled
grinning through the haze of dawn
soft glow casting shifting shadows
across the glistening hoarfrost
Submitted to SKAT's contest
much like her namesake
bit by bit she disappears
into the shadows
For: Black Cat Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Robert James Liguori
April 6, 2022
I wore black one day,
Into the middle of town,
The folks all saw my dress,
And smiles turned to frowns.
I smile at them all,
I make them shiver in their clothes,
They dare not avert their ears,
As my lips speak sacred prose.
No one understands,
What my lips mean to say,
My words up in their mind,
Breaking up the fray.
I no longer bother with words,
And my smile speaks for me,
And I disappear into the shadow,
And my smile is all they see.
Like a Cheshire Cat,
My smile speaks more,
than my ununderstandable words,
Ever did before.
Both black and white
Kittens wearing pink
Mittens, sit playfully,
While facing the
Enchanted mirror
To their great surprise,
Those lovely kitten eyes
Witness a paper tiger
Appearing in the mirror
With a great big
Cheshire cat smile
Then, asking, who
Are you
The climate now is changing.
Summer seems to turned to fall.
Winds that blew hot with passion
No longer seem to blow at all
There is frost upon the pumkin.
And it's only mid July.
Think what we thought was love
Were the wrong words to apply.
Seems when we made love,
In the day or even night.
Feelings stirred inside us both
There's was something just not right.
Maybe just be friends now
Is what we're supposed do.
Saying that it is easy
But in practice it's untrue.
Maybe in few months,
Or maybe even more.
Once we've gone our seperate ways
We can try to open up that door.
Can't say we don't care
Or that we didn't try.
Just that something happened
Our love it slowly died.
May have been the distance
Or maybe things we didn't say.
Just no longer had the magic
It just faded right away.
Both tried to cling
To something the past.
Not one, but both of us
Knew It wouldn't last.
Now a Cresent moon is rising
Slightly hidden by a tree.
See it rather different now
It's not like it used to be.
When the sun rises in morning
A new day be ushered in.
Though I'll be without you
I'll still have this Cheshire grin
Side Note: Yes my first Alice in Wonderland poem I wrote cause Cheshire Cat is and was one of my favorite characters from Alice in Wonderland. Here's my poem "Cheshire Cat Smile", Enjoy and please comment!
The quarter moon shines in the night.
The bright light smiles upon me,
But it is not the moon,
The Cheshire Cat has come to play,
With his devious tricks,
And his moon-shaped eyes watching me,
From every corner,
Following my every move.
Waiting for the perfect time,
To pounce.
He's coming to get me.
To cast me under his spell,
That devious cat,
That little devil.
I am under the spell,
Of the cheshire cat smile...
they called her the crazy cat lady
for so many obvious reasons
calm and poised she hummed and purred
she would sit and pose the whole day long
had nothing better to do with her time
than keep her cats amused and entertained
a herd of cats nudging her climbing her
her pockets filled with treats and catnip
the lady with the smile of a cheshire cat
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
this poem will give you something to do while in lockdown check thier fate
If I must die, may it be quick
unlike Kenneth Pinyan's death.
in my sleep would be fine
or like George Plantagenet
who drowned in wine.
with my loved one at my side
or while watching tele with Alex Mitchell
or seeing manchester united win the league
but not like Dick Wertheim, oh ouch you may declare
or better still while making love
unlike João Maria de Souza dreadful fate
but no matter which way I leave this realm
may my ashs, my home county cheshire retain.
Feelings and emotions are so complex
How can I be so sure of something one day
And so insecure the next
A missed kiss goodbye in the morning
Surely means nothing
Yet my mind wonders
Are we growing apart?
One can never be inside another’s mind
And that’s where trust comes into play
But do others feel this way
Are they really just that secure
Or could they be blind or unaware
And then suddenly hurt
To find that someone doesn’t care
Is there something behind that Cheshire grin?
I should just dispel these thoughts
I’m sure it’s just the mood I’m in
Is the Mad Hatter the only one who can be mad then?
I glared at Alice; is she so obtuse, she does not recognize her truth?
What is it? She asks me, concerned.
I am the Queen of Hearts and likely to lop her head off if I take a notion.
Frankly I doubt now there would be anything worthwhile in her head.
Tweedledee Dee and Tweedledee Dumb have stopped eating.
Empaths, they feel my wrath, so they gather up the cookies and go.
What about the sandwiches? Don’t you want them? Asks Cheshire.
Cheshire is a trouble maker; this is why I like him.
I watch his smirking grin disappear and reappear.
I could use you as a night light I think. Crumb! There is the stupid rabbit.
The one that brought that human down here in the first place.
I send my henchmen to bring back his head.
The Red of Diamonds is as dumb as the Ten of Spades.
They bring back Cinderella’s crystal slipper.
Wrong story you idiots!
Two feathers
Caught from
The edge of
Your mouth
From north
To south
Indeed, we
Shall witness
The Cheshire cat's
Mischievous grin
Saying once more,
Who are you
Cyril Ramaphosa
his voice box sometimes goes hoars-a
swallowed a Cheshire Cat, great white smile
running miles keeping da Amerikanos on the dial