Alice in Wonderland Impossible Thoughts.

Lost and Found 68

This is a place where lost socks go

Seasofme knows where they romp.*

This is a place for lost poems too 

And sometimes other poets visit to rescue

Long lost gems which display the glimmer of hope

I confess to going there to find lost socks and rhymes of mine.   

I found my treasured Penguin Classic of Alice 

And immediately turned to page 66 

There it was, the grand argument every blessed line

The Mad Hatter's tea Party all the time

I knew that this was to be as I love that book you see

One with all Alice's Adventures, from Wonderland to Looking Glass endings. 

Let us explore the theme of lost then found again

Stories, like whole epics and tales are lost to our reality 

left in drawers without that final edit to be sent to print

A bit like these pages of light of mine 

Too many for one to repair in one lifetime 

So who cares ? Just me and the closest of friends.

Lost website living still in cyberspace 

The bill paid each year so just in case 

Someone comes to see that lost blog 

I wrote in a fit of a heated rant and dance. 

Of works completely written with two left feet 

Stepping on everyone's else's toes that I meet.

So you see the reality of lost and found is a random 

Thing, that has no logic to come by, just as atoms 

Of chaos are formed from no plan at all 

I believe an Author to be real must bring 

At least one body of work to be presented 

To the world of publishing without resentment .

So I believe just as Alice it seems I must face the battle

My writing is my own making; and the Jabberwocky?

Is my challenge of finding the real gems within 

Repairing them in that lost world of socks and rhymes

As I trudge through each  and every line, 

I have Alice  as my champion all the time.    

NB * Seasofme will help me find her poem and I will add it here for you all to read. 

It is a real treat. https://www.wattpad.com/8417344-oceanswing-sunny-sock-rock