Solipse of the Heart
For Alice in Wonderland day (July Fourth)
Crashing down
The rabbit hole
Roots tear at
Strawberry hair
Splash down in the bluefin sky
I backstroke
Past a troupe of fried
Lobsters spitting butter in
My pastel eye
As I dance the jive
Dodo’s smudge lines
In the rainbow sand
So I race the tide even as
Fear for my sanity takes root
All grow restless as the
Music suddenly mutes
Shimmying down
Twisting purple vines
I watched the crowd pass
Going nowhere fast
Jogging in place
At my own glacial pace
None had family or
A discernible past
We all wonder aimlessly
Searching our hearts
For freshly baked mushroom tarts
Dreaming up new havens
To escape the buzzing Ts
We roll around fretfully
Like hedgehogs seizing
On a crimson-painted lawn
K.B. Silver
I missed Alice in Wonderland day, but I still wanted to share this one I had been working on. Alice in Wonderland, the poetry of Lewis Carroll, has always been a huge inspiration to me. It taught me that poetry is about portraying feelings, not just ideas, and even dark subjects can be fun and pretty.
About the Creator
K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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