Glorious Mad Hatter
Lean across the table of wonky crockery
Your Doormouse lays swaddled asleep
Soundly in your finest creation
Stroking your 7 and 6
As tea lights flicker in the soft march breeze
Mild movement one moment of delectable
Tease.....
Wilde Muslin curtains your Bedouin tent
Just
Breathe
Plastic garish roses twisted pon cherry blossom tree
Pour cider from one fine Wedgewood bone china
Tea-pot
Spout down
Thirsting throat gollups
Frown
As the Fatterpillar puffs Hookahs delicious cherry chocolate smoke
Whistfully pon its fumes Alice doth choke
Settle down, dear Hatter,
7 and 6 pon your crown
As one diddy Doormouse slithers deep down
To your pride and predjudice
Unfastening zip
Laying courderoy folds on open wide hips
And the moon howls cream teas and rosehip scones
Doormouse
Settles down
At
Bended knee
She blows as she goes one alabaster handles Aromatic treat
Tea
Listen to moons wholesome devour
Stretched full in-tent
Thrust awesome power
Spread your cream
Pon Rose pink lips
Waste not a drop
Suck Cherry topped tipped
On Kiplins finest rotund
Moorish mounds of
Almonds
Slice by slice
All things naughtiest....
Yet rarest are nice
Arrive not once
Merely two
Make it thrice
Then replace the lid of dreams where the world became rejected
Bump to earth as white rabbit disjointed
Deselected
Or at least
It seams
Lid on... Solid gone
Some excellent language and great imagination with created words and sounds and experiences that a rabbit hole could only dream of. Check the hot water heater, there's steam coming out of that hole.
I will never be able to read Alice, without laughing, ever again. :)))
moons wholesome devour, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You really excelled here, loved it :)