Literature
If I had a World of My Own
Blending the organic and the geometric,
You bring my cherished tale to life.
Rabbits are made of triangles
As are the mushrooms
And Alice’s skirt.
Wonderland is mix of
Pinks,
Reds,
And darkness
That mix the fluid with the formed.
That spacey quality,
As Alice keeps the bubble ‘round her head,
Means the impossible thoughts can’t get out.
They need to grow like the tallest of mushrooms,
Illuminated in Alice’s light.