Wonderland Thread

Down The Rabbit Hole

I follow, you leading strong
Led behind a soft-leaf tree
A climb, a kick, a scratch along 

How could I ever just be?

A wave goodbye to the world I knew
My soft sky dress falls gently on
And once I know it, I am through
I wonder if I’ll ever see dawn

Mirrors stare back as I float
A book strangely ponders in hand
The wooden walls a chocolate coat,
The smell, an old smoke brand

My feet reach the cold, hard floor
A gold knob glistens silently
Confused, broken, facing a small door
Trying to follow you close, evidently 

Drink Me, Eat Me

A small bottle on a glass table

“Drink me” delicately spun

I ask myself, do I follow the label?

Soon enough, the deed is done

Small I shrink and never stop

The bottle now ten times my size

It forces my hands to drop

What exactly is my prize?

Too small. Key lost. My fear appears

Sweet tarts inside a wooden box

I eat, then here come the tears

I grow with every tick of the clock

It throws and floods, it forms a sea

In my world, I return now shrunk

It carries me through, it sets me free

Behind the door: a lost bunk

Tea and A Broken Watch

How very curious, one might say,

Strolling past the trees that sway

A long table, a friend or two

A very merry unbirthday to you

Teapots chirping, I take a seat,

Both of our eyes quickly meet

The Dormouse, Hare, and Mad Hatter

Chatter and cheer, it doesn’t matter

Deathly sin and eyes are swayed

A pink, fluffy cake on display

You’re playing games and cracking jokes,

The watch– it falls, and then it’s broke

Tears and puddles on the floor,

You quickly rush out through the door.

My heart, you’ve taken it from me

Why, oh why, won’t you let me be?

Off With Her Head

I run and run, then try to get away,
Yet somehow you find me and make me stay
Another game, stuck here with a queen,
A flamingo cries in between

Croquet, a game I’ve never played before,
I plead with you, but you simply ignore
The game is rigged for me to lose,
This is the ending that you choose

The Queen, she hits, the ball rolls quickly,
Your face lights up, so proud and tricky
You, the White Rabbit, pacing the line,
I’ll never win before the end of time

I try to strike, but everyone laughs,
No path to take, no room to pass
The Queen’s fury swells to the brim
“Off with her head!”  and I grow slim

The Mad Trial

Sitting at the small stand,
The rabbit’s every move is planned
All the cards stacked against the wall,
The evil Queen, standing tall

The Hatter, Hare, Dormouse too,
But they all testify with you,
Who I once thought were my friends
I can feel this is surely the end

But big I grow once again,
To scream and shout, to tell you then:
“I want away, I want out in time!”
Yet again I fall back in line

The cards, the rabbit, and the Queen,
Chase me through each frantic scene
I find the knob, the door, my way out
I can’t help but show my pout

I pull and shove with all my might,
Then turn to see a sudden sight:
The rabbit pleads, “Don’t leave me here.”
Nothing’s ever been so clear

Right before they reach my hair,
I pull,  and then comes a scare.
Back on the bench, with Dinah and all,
I’ve never, ever felt so small

Latte Love,

Jill☕️