125 So that Red Queen, of Alice -in -Wonderland
Understands only one thing, to steal her tarts
No one must… otherwise, she will shout out
Decapitate them so very swiftly, without
A single second thought, so beware about your heads
You can’t just steal and consume in Alice- in- Wonderland
126 I know some People think they have the right
So often to tell everyone what to do, just because
IN their minds they believe they’re the only ones right
Mostly they are blinked and blind they scream, turn red
Oh dear, that sounds like Alice’s Red Queen just was,
Pounding out that order once again… ”OFF WITH HER HEAD”
127 On the subject of long gone moons ago the Beetles knew
Songs they sang and wrote travelled with drugs
See they lived impossible lives dreaming,” Yellow Submarines”
In seeing, “Lucy in Diamond Skies,” induced
By all those highs, now these days impossible games
Linger long on computer screens, giving the young impossible dreams
128. Eastern Evening dragons red, and gold,
Dancing in the streets, welcoming in the Snakes,
At every corner fireworks sound out filled with colours bold
Year finished and another one is identifying the stakes
On a land older than old, these Eastern thoughts revealing
Far-away moon calendar of Asian understanding
129 A world sharing, multicultural with multicolours equalizing
New and old, bringing the bold and right to our shores
Everyone rejoicing and celebrating the sharing
Worldwide understandings, if we only allow it before
Losing our minds in selfish acts, and allowing greed as finalizing all
Underbelly mafia still has the rule here, money rules us all
129 No fear will rule my words, they must be scribed,
A single voice like Alice fighting that Jabberwocky
Re sounding my own thoughts, which may just be
You turning away and saying, Crazy why can’t she
Express herself more timidly more softly in codes
A war of words, a large foot in the mouth, “babbling”
REALLY, is it possible these days that we fear our own thoughts and fear to speak them???? IMPOSSIBLE???
I messed this one up and have an extra letter, mistakes help us learn so I am still having a long way to go before I can call myself a real poet. The extra month of the lunar calender is the problem it sends out the unlucky thirteen, but the months are more even, twenty-eight days all tied to the sea and tides, that great Luna Calender, impossible for our Western Ways, or is it???
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Alice in Wonderland Impossible Thoughts.
PoetryThis is a collection of poems with the construction of "six lines . " They were written daily during my summer of 2012/13 ( southern hemisphere ) when I was first participating on wattpad as a regular. I posted six poems everyday with a crazy cha...
