A Poem by Vanessa Macanas

A poem inspired by Lewis Carroll.


Come with me and take my hand,

I'll show you this place, my Wonderland.


Go down this hole and drink the vile,

Don't worry stay close; we’ll fall for a while.


I’m falling down, but I’m falling with you.

Nothing else matters if this is true.


Now here take this, just one sip.

Look in my eyes and kiss my lips. 


Holding hands, our bodies shrink,

Forever and ever, what do you think?


Now through the door, we shall pass

Your hand in mine together at last.


Follow me, don't leave my hand...

For this is our new home, Our Wonderland.


© 2010 Vanessa Macanas

Author's Note

Vanessa Macanas
First draft, spur of the moment :)

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Poem is very good. Poem told a nice story of hope and escape. I like the ending. A excellent poem.

Posted 11 Years Ago

What a brilliant journey you've taken me on! Such vibrant imagery pieced together with a wonderful flow. The structure really fits this piece well, a collection of couplets creating a dance in the rhyme. My favourite lines would have to be the ending ones, as i feel you summed it all up so very well. Great writing!!

Posted 11 Years Ago

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Oooh, I like it. I'm actually doing a research paper on Alice right now, so I'm really into this.

Is it referencing Carroll's rather creepy relationships with little girls? Anyway. Great writing.

Posted 11 Years Ago

awee ! this is sweet and romantic! did you get this from the move alice in wonderland? if so this would be perfect for it! i like it :) i like howyou made it ryhme and flow really well and it really holds the peice together! good job!

Posted 11 Years Ago

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Added on March 14, 2010
Last Updated on September 16, 2010


Vanessa Macanas
Vanessa Macanas

Las Vegas, NV

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