Poetry competition CLOSED 18th November 2019 5:32am
WINNER
crimsin (Unveiling)
crimsin (Unveiling)
Down The Rabbit Hole
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Alice Revisited🐰
( an English fantasy sonnet )
I close my eyes to rest; there's tapestry,
With paisley swirls: wine, mustard, blue & jade.
A glorious ballet of pageantry
To enter in and join the muse parade.
I see the world within as I sink down
As Alice in her fall to Wonderland.
A flashing, shining teacup ride with sound,
Accompanied by players in a band.
The time I spend with Alice gives me pause,
To speculate just why I'm where I'm at.
But need I question the effect & cause;
I'll simply sit and grin at Cheshire Cat.
I'll have tea with Red Queen and sip my cup,
And wait with rabbit till we both wake up.
I close my eyes to rest; there's tapestry,
With paisley swirls: wine, mustard, blue & jade.
A glorious ballet of pageantry
To enter in and join the muse parade.
I see the world within as I sink down
As Alice in her fall to Wonderland.
A flashing, shining teacup ride with sound,
Accompanied by players in a band.
The time I spend with Alice gives me pause,
To speculate just why I'm where I'm at.
But need I question the effect & cause;
I'll simply sit and grin at Cheshire Cat.
I'll have tea with Red Queen and sip my cup,
And wait with rabbit till we both wake up.
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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Your Alice Is Lonely
Your Alice
is lost in Wonderland
chasing white rabbits
falling further down the hole
I seek you
on this night
my Cheshire cat
though when
I think I see you
poof you're up in smoke
missing you tonight
I travel further
down the path
thinking you must be
partying with the
Mad Hatter tonight
I want to be
at that tea party
along side you
please pass me
the hookah
(Read by Carpe_Noctem my Cheshire Cat thank you so much I love it)
is lost in Wonderland
chasing white rabbits
falling further down the hole
I seek you
on this night
my Cheshire cat
though when
I think I see you
poof you're up in smoke
missing you tonight
I travel further
down the path
thinking you must be
partying with the
Mad Hatter tonight
I want to be
at that tea party
along side you
please pass me
the hookah
(Read by Carpe_Noctem my Cheshire Cat thank you so much I love it)
Written by crimsin
(Unveiling)
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Underland
Falling down the rabbits hole
I awake in underland
instead of the queen of hearts
The king of spades reigns here
I find no cheshire cat
disolving me into mist erasing my emptiness
just discarded needles and empty beer bottles
reminders of the time i've wasted getting high
In underland everything is turned upside down, inside out
instead of tuning in you tune out
slam your bag, drink your beer
shrinking yourself small enough
to enter the door of oblivion
Where the needle is master
the great dragon you chase
painting the roses black
like the heroin I used to slam
The mad hatter is you
stuck at the tea party for life
laughing your mad head off
The black velvet king of spades
has turned everything dark
you seek to turn yourself back to normal size
and awake from this nightmare
Be right side up but being clean is a bitch
a battle you have to fight everday
in this nightmare the queen of hearts is dead
The king of spades dominates your thoughts
no matter how many times you chop his head off
addiction is a fight you have to deal with for life.
I awake in underland
instead of the queen of hearts
The king of spades reigns here
I find no cheshire cat
disolving me into mist erasing my emptiness
just discarded needles and empty beer bottles
reminders of the time i've wasted getting high
In underland everything is turned upside down, inside out
instead of tuning in you tune out
slam your bag, drink your beer
shrinking yourself small enough
to enter the door of oblivion
Where the needle is master
the great dragon you chase
painting the roses black
like the heroin I used to slam
The mad hatter is you
stuck at the tea party for life
laughing your mad head off
The black velvet king of spades
has turned everything dark
you seek to turn yourself back to normal size
and awake from this nightmare
Be right side up but being clean is a bitch
a battle you have to fight everday
in this nightmare the queen of hearts is dead
The king of spades dominates your thoughts
no matter how many times you chop his head off
addiction is a fight you have to deal with for life.
Written by crimsin
(Unveiling)
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Anonymous
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Eating the Messenger
It's not a good idea
to look at the dots
it's not even
a good idea
to even think about
the dots
or even think about
connecting the dots
or you will have to face
the consequences
of change
self identifying your self
within the mind set
of alice
but under no circumstances
do you eat
The Rabbit
while connecting the dots
as you spiral down
the rabbit hole
of painfull thoughts
It's not a good idea
to look at the dots
it's not even
a good idea
to even think about
the dots
or even think about
connecting the dots
or you will have to face
the consequences
of change
self identifying your self
within the mind set
of alice
but under no circumstances
do you eat
The Rabbit
while connecting the dots
as you spiral down
the rabbit hole
of painfull thoughts
The Red Queen’s Got “The Knack”
(sung to the tune of “My Sharona”)
Oh, the little Knave of Hearts
he stole my tarts—
gonna poke him right in the eye,
you know I
think she is a mystery,
the girl, you see—
running down the length of that
rabbit hole, I’m
never gonna stop,
play croquet,
it’s my ball!
and I’m makin’ up the rules as
I, yi, yi, yi, yi—
GO!
M-m-m-m-mad, like Hatter!
M-m-m-m-mad, like Hatter!
Step into my court and see
a show for free—
the jury’s rigged
and so is the Whistleblower.
Alice is like Donald Trump,
the King’s a grump,
the crazy Queen is really just
Nancy Pelosi—
Never gonna stop,
sentence first,
verdict, last—
(Lewis Carroll must’ve been a prophet,
OH YEAH!)
M-m-m-m-mad, like Hatter!
M-m-m-m-mad, like Hatter!
(sung to the tune of “My Sharona”)
Oh, the little Knave of Hearts
he stole my tarts—
gonna poke him right in the eye,
you know I
think she is a mystery,
the girl, you see—
running down the length of that
rabbit hole, I’m
never gonna stop,
play croquet,
it’s my ball!
and I’m makin’ up the rules as
I, yi, yi, yi, yi—
GO!
M-m-m-m-mad, like Hatter!
M-m-m-m-mad, like Hatter!
Step into my court and see
a show for free—
the jury’s rigged
and so is the Whistleblower.
Alice is like Donald Trump,
the King’s a grump,
the crazy Queen is really just
Nancy Pelosi—
Never gonna stop,
sentence first,
verdict, last—
(Lewis Carroll must’ve been a prophet,
OH YEAH!)
M-m-m-m-mad, like Hatter!
M-m-m-m-mad, like Hatter!
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Ten Shillings and Sixpence
I thought I was tripping on some mushrooms
When the room started spinning incessantly,
In the whirl I thought my world had gone mad,
But the bad part was…this was only the beginning.
In the realm of twisted dream and warped reality,
Everything seemed so fantastic and kind of gnarly,
When out of habit I came and crashed a gathering,
But the bash was really a private tea party.
Dropping in uninvited the hosts weren’t too excited,
Unbeknownst I had accidentally started a feud,
I took my watch and saw I said I had time to kill,
But the hosts just said that I was being rude.
Pardon me, I said to one of them, I like your hat,
Would you by any chance have one for sale?
But the fellow went a tad mad with his doodads,
Raving about ravens, desks and other tales.
It was insane, the way they continued to sing,
While I just sat there watching chilling in suspense,
Then I remembered I had money my pocket
So I shouted, I’ll give you ten shillings and sixpence.
And that’s how I came to own this hat.
Written by wallyroo92
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