She stole that smile
From the Cheshire Cat
That Alice could never catch
While in wonderland
Using it with trickery
So skilled at hunting me
Trying to take me away
From all that I have
If only she knew
I am still the boy
I used to be
Never gotten over
That first glance that set me free
Instead she pulls the strings
I dissconnected years ago
But still follow for her
Two of us
Less dangerous
Or so I always thought
But it was not to be
6 comments:
This is sort of a strange poem. I don't really get it and that's probably because my lack of sleep is making me think of nothing but puppets...and for some reason burnt puppets...have we seen a movie with burnt toys lately?
we never really are disconnected --from the Cheshire in the tree or the Wonderlands within our mind --
My wife's famous picture-taken at the exact moment we were presented husband and wife-rolling her eyes. Honey-I don't keep up with the movies anymore...I do see our nice Cheshire cat everyday in the bathroom so that's where my subconscious says this is from.
Soulintention: I must agree that we are never really dissconnected from anything.
Another great poem. I love the reference to the Cheshire cat and Alice in Wonderland. That was one of my favorite books when I was a child. I still have the same copy I received from my uncle when I was 7.
Great writing!
Thanks Jane for the comment about this one. It holds a speical place for me. I love cats! That was a great book and one of Disney's more risqué films with the mushrooms, opium, and other drugs. It holds a place in my heart.
This one causes me to try to read between the lines, moreso, than usual with your poetry. It's mysterious, haunting, and rattles me a bit.
This reminds me of a relationship (or rather non-relationship) I have with someone who used to be close to me, but betrayed me. THis elicted strong emotions for me, Chris.
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