Okay I think I understand, the sunlight rests on quicksand and the faster it moves the faster it sinks. Maybe If you lassoed it with something thick we could stick it with some peppermint and sip sip sip.
Never mind i’m only dreaming (But I could go on) what do you think? I know you like the smell of air when there is nothing to do, when there is nothing to do I’d do anything with you
Here’s an idea:
Let’s buy a white rabbit and chase it like that curious girl who fell in a dream, don’t buy me a thing. We’ll get rich selling roses.People will buy them if we smile (and paint the white ones red). Never-mind what nature said no one needs white roses.
Anyways
This is how we will spend our days, don’t think about it and it won’t feel strange. I will tell you more in time but for now let’s sip this cheer wine forget that we are dreaming and watch that Cheshire moon smile.
I love this so so much. It’s absolutely fabulously fun. It’s actually eerily similar to a poem I wrote about a year ago…very strange. I approve.
Nice work!
Very nice! Love all the Alice in Wonderland references… very artistically woven throughout. I approve!
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Of course, I too love all the Alice in Wonderland references. I especially like the opening and how the short words and lines add the the sense of quicksand. Great job!
yeah, Kris, I agree with Ellie. I love your Allison Wonderland references and the playful dreaminess of this poem. Awesome.
This one was simply fun to read. I love the casual, enjoying-the-moment tone you have throughout where you are positing ideas off-cuff, and deciding how to live in the dream as if we are living it with you. Really cool.
That was my comment above…I guess I was logged in as Gilbert. I’m sure he’d say the same though
awelot.
Thats great, Kristy. I love the fourth stanza and the line “and it won’t feel strange.” super cool