My Alice's Dream Poem by C.A. Morrow

She speaks in tones of whispered yesteryears
And raises spirits of emotions so long dead
Out of the past come those mystical rabbit ears
How the mind shuts a door to a heart that fled!

The pages of time now turn to chapters unread
Regrets are teardrops for her Cheshire cat's face
As wishes for a future are a Hatter's old dread
For the Red Queen has long haunted this place

Oh, cruel waves that make up a Wonderland life
Are crammed between the ripples of a scream
Smash the dull reality of daily ponderous strife
And drown the tedious pawn's bourgeois dream

To plod daily in the meaningless circles of inner voices
As we try to block out the pleading of the truth unseen
Ignorance is the bliss of the politburo teatime choices
As innocence is her caterpillar smoking in my Alice's dream