Poetry competition CLOSED 11th November 2012 6:26am
WINNER
AlexnEmoLand (RevolutionOfAlex)
AlexnEmoLand (RevolutionOfAlex)
RUNNER-UP:
FishCake
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Alice in wonderland
Poetry Contest Description
See below----
Give me a Alice in wonderland type of Poem. Like not based off the story just like if you were in Alice's place.
-no collaborations
-one poem per poet
-no word limit
-no arguing on this thread!
-just post poems no talk until its over please!!!
-no collaborations
-one poem per poet
-no word limit
-no arguing on this thread!
-just post poems no talk until its over please!!!
Fell down a rabbit hole of
guns, drugs and death.
This ain't no wonderland
this is the paranoid psychosis
of meth.
Little white ghost
sucking my soul through my face
I run and they give chase.
There is no time, no space, no air
I' am dying trying to find
a caring hand.
I jump on a cloud to
gain a perception of this
reality, its a foregone
conclusion that I've fallen
into a realm of insanity.
Come down off my cloud
settle on the purple ground
my ears prick up to a curious
sound.
I wade through the fog
to see a mad hatter,
sitting at the end of a table
with furry animals,
all in a chatter.
I walk up bravely and
cough once then twice
"did you enjoy your
flight" the hatter said
with a beaming grin.
"Come sit child you must
be confused, we are all mad
but may be of some use".
"How did I get here?" I asked
distraught. "hmmm show me your
arms I'll take a look".
Ah I see you place metal in your
veins, only a matter of time before
your mind splinters and breaks".
"You mean I am dead, no longer alive?"
"afraid so dear" he said with
a smile.
guns, drugs and death.
This ain't no wonderland
this is the paranoid psychosis
of meth.
Little white ghost
sucking my soul through my face
I run and they give chase.
There is no time, no space, no air
I' am dying trying to find
a caring hand.
I jump on a cloud to
gain a perception of this
reality, its a foregone
conclusion that I've fallen
into a realm of insanity.
Come down off my cloud
settle on the purple ground
my ears prick up to a curious
sound.
I wade through the fog
to see a mad hatter,
sitting at the end of a table
with furry animals,
all in a chatter.
I walk up bravely and
cough once then twice
"did you enjoy your
flight" the hatter said
with a beaming grin.
"Come sit child you must
be confused, we are all mad
but may be of some use".
"How did I get here?" I asked
distraught. "hmmm show me your
arms I'll take a look".
Ah I see you place metal in your
veins, only a matter of time before
your mind splinters and breaks".
"You mean I am dead, no longer alive?"
"afraid so dear" he said with
a smile.
Mad Wonderland
I fell through the hole of your intentions
where everything was upside down
and I was never quite the right size,
yet you insisted on keeping me
bottled up and locked away.
Cheshire smiling at my misfortune,
entertained to ease his pain
and try to cause me guilt
for not paying enough attention.
His whispers point me in the wrong direction
and cause me to doubt
all that led me here to begin with.
He was of course successful,
considering he was all the sense
this mad world held.
Especially considering
my own white rabbit kept running,
calling out for Maryanne,
who'd obviously been in his cottage
a time or two.
All the while he asked my ring size
and sent me cards
claiming to be the King of Hearts,
when he was the Knave all along.
Still, we played our games,
though the pieces constantly changed
their own places on the board,
so we never had a hope of winning.
Finally I faced the beast,
heart pounding,
tears pouring.
I let go my fears
and stopped myself from seeing
only the reflections I wanted to see.
I stepped through back to home,
the mirror shattering behind me,
and I haven't looked back.
...well hardly...
I fell through the hole of your intentions
where everything was upside down
and I was never quite the right size,
yet you insisted on keeping me
bottled up and locked away.
Cheshire smiling at my misfortune,
entertained to ease his pain
and try to cause me guilt
for not paying enough attention.
His whispers point me in the wrong direction
and cause me to doubt
all that led me here to begin with.
He was of course successful,
considering he was all the sense
this mad world held.
Especially considering
my own white rabbit kept running,
calling out for Maryanne,
who'd obviously been in his cottage
a time or two.
All the while he asked my ring size
and sent me cards
claiming to be the King of Hearts,
when he was the Knave all along.
Still, we played our games,
though the pieces constantly changed
their own places on the board,
so we never had a hope of winning.
Finally I faced the beast,
heart pounding,
tears pouring.
I let go my fears
and stopped myself from seeing
only the reflections I wanted to see.
I stepped through back to home,
the mirror shattering behind me,
and I haven't looked back.
...well hardly...
you think it's a fairy tail
nicely told sweet and well
but all of whats told by she..
isn't what her eyes can see.
she was sucked into a vortex of
bodies that decay.
whispering words to her
even i cant say,
paranoid, insane
told not a meth..
such a wonderland she thought because
it seem not real.
a mirror that she sees
the demons in her place.
darkness and evil, carved apone her face.
no clouds no sun, no light that appear.
creepy it was..
Alice surrounded by all her fear.
her mind shakes, brakes and fall..
no matter how loud she screams
her voice wont call.
not a place of god a place of spiritual hearts
only darkness and evil ready to tear apart.
run Alice run, try to save her soul
never should have Alice fallowed Akumas roul
eyes tearing, Dark red blood that fell....
Alice is stuck in the hibbits of hell.
nicely told sweet and well
but all of whats told by she..
isn't what her eyes can see.
she was sucked into a vortex of
bodies that decay.
whispering words to her
even i cant say,
paranoid, insane
told not a meth..
such a wonderland she thought because
it seem not real.
a mirror that she sees
the demons in her place.
darkness and evil, carved apone her face.
no clouds no sun, no light that appear.
creepy it was..
Alice surrounded by all her fear.
her mind shakes, brakes and fall..
no matter how loud she screams
her voice wont call.
not a place of god a place of spiritual hearts
only darkness and evil ready to tear apart.
run Alice run, try to save her soul
never should have Alice fallowed Akumas roul
eyes tearing, Dark red blood that fell....
Alice is stuck in the hibbits of hell.
Anonymous
“Surviving Alice and the Costume Party”
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/99/Alice_in_Wonderland.jpg
People are strange, so are the places, they always have been,
the faces come and they go, buildings get built then fall down,
no one ever really knows what is real and what’s not.
Despite the times, I still think most people are a friendly lot.
I used to think Alice was a bit touched, not quite right in her little head,
she was so idealistic, constantly walking around,
talking about true love and romance.
Her Adventures in Wonderland seemed a bit farfetched, too.
Such a story seemed crazy as hell to me, I really believe
she was tweaked, at the very least, a real freaky pretty lady.
I never fell for any of her star struck imaginary lines.
Then last week, my neighbor Bill from Folly Bridge Road,
asked me to come to his costume party dressed like a toad,
said if I was looking for a thrill, I’d find it over there.
Well, what the heck, it was just down the road.
When I arrived later that night, everyone was higher than kites,
doing hand jives and all sorts of other ridiculous stuff, frightening.
Some folks took their costumes more serious than others,
one guy was a White Rabbit, he played the part well,
kept checking his watch hopping around eatin’ and drinkin’
everyone else’s food, I thought it was rude, most thought it was
funny, a running bunny stuffing his face with roast beef and stew.
Somebody must have slipped me a hit, the walls began to crawl,
things shape shifted, I almost felt like offing it, but I held my drool.
My head exploded in a kaleidoscope of color, a caterpillar
sat over in the corner puffing on a hookah and offering his advice.
I wasn’t taken any of it, he was creepy and not really nice.
Somebody got morbid and threw a mouse in the fish tank,
like Piranhas in heat, the Angel fish were going nuts on it,
the little bugger didn’t have any chance, the mouse or the boy.
Billy’s son, Willy, the little whiskered-pet owner ran outdoors,
so sad, the mouse drowned and he cried a pool of tears.
I leered at the perpetrator, a small person dressed up as an Eaglet.
Well, it got better, things were starting to hop around ten,
there was a Dodo Bird, Billy dressed up like a lizard, a Smiling Cat
(whom I did not trust), a Duchess, and a Duck. They were having some luck
organizing a Caucus Race, just trying to save face before the booze ran out.
The March Hare (it was a guy) rumbled around without a care in the world,
seemed sad but glad without sorrow, he borrowed the keys to my car,
passed out in the back seat, another creep, a stone cold drunk.
There was a hard shell turtle who mocked the girl dressed up as a
Gryphon, it was so funny watching them dance then romance
to old time radio hits, he shook her around quite a bit, she was dizzy.
Despite the lunatic revelers, what freaked me out more was
the level of thievery taking place, the boldness was appalling,
someone stole the cherry tarts right off the kitchen table,
we searched high and low, the pretty stocky lady dressed up as the
Queen of Hearts brought them for everyone, she was pissed.
She threatened to call the cops and have everybody searched,
we sufficed her instead with a phony court,
it went to her head, she got a bit cocky.
We accused the Knave of Hearts of the devious crime,
the party-goers were screaming “off with his head”, but
we gave him the lighter sentence instead,
said he would do his time with honor, but
quickly he dropped a dime on the Mad Hatter character
and escaped out the back door, someone said
he broke his ankle in a rabbit hole, so much for honor.
Oh well, it’s what he gets for stealing our dessert anyways,
Somebody had to pay, guess it wasn’t his day or night.
I woke up the following morning over on Godstow Court,
how I got there is anybody’s guess, I was hung over no less,
grabbed my pants, my watch, my socks, and my alarm clock,
bolted like lightning all the way home, left my shirt there.
By the way, her name was Alice, I believed everything
she told me about last night,
except the part about love,
I don’t believe in such things.
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/99/Alice_in_Wonderland.jpg
People are strange, so are the places, they always have been,
the faces come and they go, buildings get built then fall down,
no one ever really knows what is real and what’s not.
Despite the times, I still think most people are a friendly lot.
I used to think Alice was a bit touched, not quite right in her little head,
she was so idealistic, constantly walking around,
talking about true love and romance.
Her Adventures in Wonderland seemed a bit farfetched, too.
Such a story seemed crazy as hell to me, I really believe
she was tweaked, at the very least, a real freaky pretty lady.
I never fell for any of her star struck imaginary lines.
Then last week, my neighbor Bill from Folly Bridge Road,
asked me to come to his costume party dressed like a toad,
said if I was looking for a thrill, I’d find it over there.
Well, what the heck, it was just down the road.
When I arrived later that night, everyone was higher than kites,
doing hand jives and all sorts of other ridiculous stuff, frightening.
Some folks took their costumes more serious than others,
one guy was a White Rabbit, he played the part well,
kept checking his watch hopping around eatin’ and drinkin’
everyone else’s food, I thought it was rude, most thought it was
funny, a running bunny stuffing his face with roast beef and stew.
Somebody must have slipped me a hit, the walls began to crawl,
things shape shifted, I almost felt like offing it, but I held my drool.
My head exploded in a kaleidoscope of color, a caterpillar
sat over in the corner puffing on a hookah and offering his advice.
I wasn’t taken any of it, he was creepy and not really nice.
Somebody got morbid and threw a mouse in the fish tank,
like Piranhas in heat, the Angel fish were going nuts on it,
the little bugger didn’t have any chance, the mouse or the boy.
Billy’s son, Willy, the little whiskered-pet owner ran outdoors,
so sad, the mouse drowned and he cried a pool of tears.
I leered at the perpetrator, a small person dressed up as an Eaglet.
Well, it got better, things were starting to hop around ten,
there was a Dodo Bird, Billy dressed up like a lizard, a Smiling Cat
(whom I did not trust), a Duchess, and a Duck. They were having some luck
organizing a Caucus Race, just trying to save face before the booze ran out.
The March Hare (it was a guy) rumbled around without a care in the world,
seemed sad but glad without sorrow, he borrowed the keys to my car,
passed out in the back seat, another creep, a stone cold drunk.
There was a hard shell turtle who mocked the girl dressed up as a
Gryphon, it was so funny watching them dance then romance
to old time radio hits, he shook her around quite a bit, she was dizzy.
Despite the lunatic revelers, what freaked me out more was
the level of thievery taking place, the boldness was appalling,
someone stole the cherry tarts right off the kitchen table,
we searched high and low, the pretty stocky lady dressed up as the
Queen of Hearts brought them for everyone, she was pissed.
She threatened to call the cops and have everybody searched,
we sufficed her instead with a phony court,
it went to her head, she got a bit cocky.
We accused the Knave of Hearts of the devious crime,
the party-goers were screaming “off with his head”, but
we gave him the lighter sentence instead,
said he would do his time with honor, but
quickly he dropped a dime on the Mad Hatter character
and escaped out the back door, someone said
he broke his ankle in a rabbit hole, so much for honor.
Oh well, it’s what he gets for stealing our dessert anyways,
Somebody had to pay, guess it wasn’t his day or night.
I woke up the following morning over on Godstow Court,
how I got there is anybody’s guess, I was hung over no less,
grabbed my pants, my watch, my socks, and my alarm clock,
bolted like lightning all the way home, left my shirt there.
By the way, her name was Alice, I believed everything
she told me about last night,
except the part about love,
I don’t believe in such things.
The Escapist
Asylum walls, soft and screaming.
This place is too real for me.
As the night tide washes over,
Escape into my dreams.
Visions of contradictions
And writhing monsters dancing in the shade.
Through this moaning wood
The tribal drums never waver.
This feels so surreal to me.
All too soon the dawn emerges,
Orderlies and fece-riddled walls.
Take these pills:
This one makes you obedient,
This one keeps you calm.
This one makes you bigger,
And this one makes you small.
There's Charles, donning his shit be-speckled,
Height of clinically insane fashion,
Fading black and white horizontal bars jumpsuit.
He will spend the day chortling, cross eyed, to himself,
Grinning from ear to voice ridden ear.
Chilling déjà vu.
("We are all mad here")
Cold, blanketless cot,
Tray full of lukewarm slop.
The curtain closes on another day, here in wonderland.
Palpable slumber,
Ambient echoes,
My home away from Hell.
Restraints encumber,
But the mind still wanders,
When I plummet down the well.
Asylum walls, soft and screaming.
This place is too real for me.
As the night tide washes over,
Escape into my dreams.
Visions of contradictions
And writhing monsters dancing in the shade.
Through this moaning wood
The tribal drums never waver.
This feels so surreal to me.
All too soon the dawn emerges,
Orderlies and fece-riddled walls.
Take these pills:
This one makes you obedient,
This one keeps you calm.
This one makes you bigger,
And this one makes you small.
There's Charles, donning his shit be-speckled,
Height of clinically insane fashion,
Fading black and white horizontal bars jumpsuit.
He will spend the day chortling, cross eyed, to himself,
Grinning from ear to voice ridden ear.
Chilling déjà vu.
("We are all mad here")
Cold, blanketless cot,
Tray full of lukewarm slop.
The curtain closes on another day, here in wonderland.
Palpable slumber,
Ambient echoes,
My home away from Hell.
Restraints encumber,
But the mind still wanders,
When I plummet down the well.
I don't believe I have this comp, understood, said Tweedledum, but Tweedledee has written a collection for it, anyhow. So we threw them into a very large top-hat (without tails) and chose one that floated to the top, first. Which was this...
A Cheshire Avatar.
“I wish you wouldn’t keep changing your pic, so regularly
it makes me, quite giddy”
“All right” said the profile, and this time it changed
in slow motion replay
Beginning with the background and ending
in the anime (which disappeared first)
Well I’ve often seen an anime
without a background
but never have I seen
a background
without the anime
Well thats the darn-dest thing said Alistair
trying not to stare
there’s a background without it’s anime
running
and running
around
"Shshshhh" said the profile
"don't you make a sound"
[.]
A Cheshire Avatar.
“I wish you wouldn’t keep changing your pic, so regularly
it makes me, quite giddy”
“All right” said the profile, and this time it changed
in slow motion replay
Beginning with the background and ending
in the anime (which disappeared first)
Well I’ve often seen an anime
without a background
but never have I seen
a background
without the anime
Well thats the darn-dest thing said Alistair
trying not to stare
there’s a background without it’s anime
running
and running
around
"Shshshhh" said the profile
"don't you make a sound"
[.]
Anonymous
BIG PHARMA HIRED ALICE
One pill is for headaches
And one pill is for acid reflux
Lyrica helps only
One people in four
Jonathon takes Adderall
For he wants to ace it
He is destined for Harvard
Who cares if he fakes it?
And if you go chasing marks
Using legal amphetamines
How are you going to function?
When you cannot access them at all?
Go ask Alice, the CEO of Drugs Inc.
Where they just patented
Their Superdrug for all
Makes you smarter and better looking
Boy that stock is sure taking off!
Go ask Alice
If there are side effects
She will say no, it has been tested
On rabbits, who think
They are ten feet tall…..
Alice said the drug wars
Will soon be over
As MegaPharm just came out
With a drug named “Clover”
CLOVER is a natural high
Not addictive they say
Give it a try
You go to the doctor
Get a few free samples
Write you some scripts
Helps you cope with unemployment
When the men in Washington
Tell you it is all your fault
You have mortgaged your children’s future
The middle class has come to a halt
Go ask Alice for more solutions
They will make a new drug
To make you forget
The Euro is about to fall
And like dominoes
One country
After
Another
Suffers
Economic
Collapse
When the US collapses
Who will care?
We will be taking GOVERNMENT APPROVED Soma
So we won’t care
Go ask Alice
What are the ingredients?
And you will see
A DEA endorsed version
Of the common poppy!
One pill is for headaches
And one pill is for acid reflux
Lyrica helps only
One people in four
Jonathon takes Adderall
For he wants to ace it
He is destined for Harvard
Who cares if he fakes it?
And if you go chasing marks
Using legal amphetamines
How are you going to function?
When you cannot access them at all?
Go ask Alice, the CEO of Drugs Inc.
Where they just patented
Their Superdrug for all
Makes you smarter and better looking
Boy that stock is sure taking off!
Go ask Alice
If there are side effects
She will say no, it has been tested
On rabbits, who think
They are ten feet tall…..
Alice said the drug wars
Will soon be over
As MegaPharm just came out
With a drug named “Clover”
CLOVER is a natural high
Not addictive they say
Give it a try
You go to the doctor
Get a few free samples
Write you some scripts
Helps you cope with unemployment
When the men in Washington
Tell you it is all your fault
You have mortgaged your children’s future
The middle class has come to a halt
Go ask Alice for more solutions
They will make a new drug
To make you forget
The Euro is about to fall
And like dominoes
One country
After
Another
Suffers
Economic
Collapse
When the US collapses
Who will care?
We will be taking GOVERNMENT APPROVED Soma
So we won’t care
Go ask Alice
What are the ingredients?
And you will see
A DEA endorsed version
Of the common poppy!
"Two Way Mirror"
i once danced
inside a
mirror
of regret
surrendering to
the sweet kisses
of my void
i cooed soft
lullabies
whispered
through
your
cry's
your sighs
valiantly emanating
the aura of some
wicked
deity
thrusting
envy
down
the
severed throats
of
petty fools
and infatuating the
eyes of notorious
foul maggots
all the while entranced
with drunken veins
of
liquid
illusion
staggering to
catch my plummet
into hells domain
considering the
ludicrous idea
of
just
fucking
taking
the leap
but is
there
life
beyond
my
mirrors
edge?
perhaps if i just
make a
crack
i can
leap into the
rabbit hole..
free myself down
the corridors of
my now
broken
glass
brave the uncertainty
of a frightened maidens
mind
or invade the voice
of shadows and claim
insanity's plea
desperately
gathering
the
shattered
pieces
of my
identity's
silhouette
and force
pleasures
unto
my
begging
severed
skin
if i find light shining
brightly will
i be
blinded?
because when vast
desolateness
is only seen
is
there
really
any color in reality?
maybe my
i image
can into
spit two
use my doppelganger
to investigate if i
am even alive
if my pupils are
black as coal has
my reflection
cried?
whats
another
crack
or
two
bleeding
through
my
eyes?
is that a glimmer of
hope hope shimmering
just before my view?
i
think ill
sip the taste
of fevered joyous serenity
but then..
i
am
just
a
wretched
liar
i am just a parasitic disease
my heart was butchered long ago
i
don't
believe
in
any
mercy
not for swines or even myself
i
will
thrive
among
the
decrepit
muses
of
old
and shriek
aloud defiant
laughter
to
forever
remain
imprisoned
by
the
remorse
of
my
reflection
i once danced
inside a
mirror
of regret
surrendering to
the sweet kisses
of my void
i cooed soft
lullabies
whispered
through
your
cry's
your sighs
valiantly emanating
the aura of some
wicked
deity
thrusting
envy
down
the
severed throats
of
petty fools
and infatuating the
eyes of notorious
foul maggots
all the while entranced
with drunken veins
of
liquid
illusion
staggering to
catch my plummet
into hells domain
considering the
ludicrous idea
of
just
fucking
taking
the leap
but is
there
life
beyond
my
mirrors
edge?
perhaps if i just
make a
crack
i can
leap into the
rabbit hole..
free myself down
the corridors of
my now
broken
glass
brave the uncertainty
of a frightened maidens
mind
or invade the voice
of shadows and claim
insanity's plea
desperately
gathering
the
shattered
pieces
of my
identity's
silhouette
and force
pleasures
unto
my
begging
severed
skin
if i find light shining
brightly will
i be
blinded?
because when vast
desolateness
is only seen
is
there
really
any color in reality?
maybe my
i image
can into
spit two
use my doppelganger
to investigate if i
am even alive
if my pupils are
black as coal has
my reflection
cried?
whats
another
crack
or
two
bleeding
through
my
eyes?
is that a glimmer of
hope hope shimmering
just before my view?
i
think ill
sip the taste
of fevered joyous serenity
but then..
i
am
just
a
wretched
liar
i am just a parasitic disease
my heart was butchered long ago
i
don't
believe
in
any
mercy
not for swines or even myself
i
will
thrive
among
the
decrepit
muses
of
old
and shriek
aloud defiant
laughter
to
forever
remain
imprisoned
by
the
remorse
of
my
reflection
Im a wandering alice in a world so far away
Wandering in a world of decay
I partake not knowing of the dangers a head
I partake not knowing I am soon to be dead
The cat
And the hat
In a half
With milk from a calf
Pouring me tea
Talking to me
So nonchalantly
But when he is discovered
His head will be in the gutter
Rolling like a bean
Ordered by the queen
Taken off by the guillotine
This is my queen's daily routine
I sided with the best
Putting my skills to the test
And here's a little fate bend
But your life is next to end
Welcome to this hell and
Here we call it bloody wonderland
Wandering in a world of decay
I partake not knowing of the dangers a head
I partake not knowing I am soon to be dead
The cat
And the hat
In a half
With milk from a calf
Pouring me tea
Talking to me
So nonchalantly
But when he is discovered
His head will be in the gutter
Rolling like a bean
Ordered by the queen
Taken off by the guillotine
This is my queen's daily routine
I sided with the best
Putting my skills to the test
And here's a little fate bend
But your life is next to end
Welcome to this hell and
Here we call it bloody wonderland
