Here in Wonderland
Here in Wonderland
I can understand,
Moody Forces
from cosmic sources
and Flying Horses
on exotic courses
Fairies dancing in the Garden
and the Wild Wizard
Gone Far in.
Life is really Grand,
Here in Wonderland
Mermaids calling sailors
on Old Ghost Ships
Changing Colors
on Rolling Moon Rocks
Taking Trips.
Shallow Sirens Singing
in deeper hues,
Painting brighter shades
of darker blues.
Erotic Elves ringing
Magic Bells
Conjure a Wishing Well
with a charming Secret Spell.
All these enchanting things
in distant dreams,
it seems,
I can understand
here in Wonderland.
Pretending Pixies Play
a mysterious tune,
sometime just after noon.
They will say
it sets an elusive tone,
we’ve simply
always known
but still,
Dreams
must be shown.
While Walking Words
and Talking Swords
simply too absurd,
for proper lords
that loom…
Very cleverly speak so soon,
they’re forever never, truly heard.
Things I Understand here in Wonderland.
© 2017 Mark Alan
