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Down The Rabbit Hole - 1. Down The Rabbit Hole

There was nothing so VERY remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so VERY much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, 'Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' – Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland

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Hello, is anyone there?

You know I heard you, is anyone there?

I fell down.

 

I fell down, is anyone there?

You know I saw you, is anyone there?

I heard you.

 

I saw you run, well, leap past.

You know I saw you run, well leap past?

I need you.

 

I ran to escape, but I seem to be stuck.

Stuck in motion.

Stuck in reality.

 

Have you heard?

They want me to marry,

they want me to make a choice.

 

I want adventure,

I want to go to the great wide somewhere.

 

I walked into the grand hall,

Creatures flying above me.

I was with others but they are gone now.

Back where I came from.

 

The clock above me, it ticks.

 

Tick Tock Goes The Clock…

 

 

 

Tick…

 

 

 

But what happened?

I was following you and you left me…

 

I see a door.

The handle talks, in English Jibberish.

I touch the handle and the doors open.

 

I am amazed by what I see.

 

A large bankquet table.

 

The clock chimes six.

A hubbub of noise.

"A Very Merry Unbirthday To You"

 

The clock chimes seven.

A hat flies past.

 

The clock chimes six.

A hubbub of noise.

"A Very Merry Unbirthday To You"

 

I see purple and pink.

I am not alone.

 

Something flies above me,

It speaks…

 

“If you see me, then I see you,

I am a cat as plain as can be,

But what happened to plain, I know you,

Follow the animal that you now see”.

 

A rabbit.

I follow it.

 

A courtroom.

 

The clock chimes five.

Why does time not fit here?

 

Why does time not follow what is meant to follow on?

 

The clock chimes.

With no time.

 

The courtroom judge presides.

“You are guilty of painting the roses red”

Oh poo!

“You saw the Knave eat the tart"

But your majesty!

 

ALL WAYS ARE…

“Your ways, your majesty”

 

A hare.

“What a to do to die today, a minute or two to two”

Rambling.

 

I feel myself being pulled back.

The clock finally chimed.

Again.

 

I see the events in reverse,

The trial where the Knave was not guilty.

The doorknob talking backwards.

I see the rabbit running towards me.

 

 

What is happening?

 

 

What is this?

Copyright © 2012 Johnathan Colourfield; All Rights Reserved.
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Okay, I don't know much about Alice in Wonderland. Didnt even see the movie. So I can't really compare the poem with the original story.

But what I do know and can say is that the fluidity of the poem was amazing, especially the first section. The structure of the stanzas, the right choice of words... It is very obvious that you did a lot of efforts in this. And it paid off. The imagery was good too. You managed to bring out the 'cracked' part, well in tune with the theme of the anthology.

I just wish I had your flair for poetry... Lol.

Cheers

Ieshwar

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