Liberating Alice~

Strapped to ashen clouds

Alice, was lifted from underland

 

cinched  tightly by  inflexible societal threads, austere and bland, her genetics rebelled

her bound wrists burst with scintillate seeds, became wormwood upon touching the atmosphere

 

tied up in samite,  lilac ribbons, her saffron ringlets

perfectly coiffed into a story book updo, uncurled, flared  with lutescent flames, her lambent soul competing with the sun

 

the orchid sash at her waist tightened with the compressed pressure of the cobalt sky

until her floating rib punctured the indentured corset, and curved moth wings from her sides

 

her slippers of pearl brocade collapsed with broken bones inside dainty ankles

raining down in ivory spheres and arrow heads to coat the surface of the world, to embed in the dreams of mankind

 

rich chocolate eyes bled cocoa, the atmosphere leaned in deep to taste the sweet imagination of a human child

and her wormwood arms punctuated the crescendo in ripples of whispering leaves, licorice smile a ruby eclipse in the sky, her emancipation a shooting star in reverse

 

Strapped to clouds that carried her to the moon

Alice was lifted into Wonderland

 

 

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Reviews

[SpokenWord]

From underland to wonderland this reminds me of being born from the earth, living life and then passing away into the heavens. What a way to go as Alice did a shooting star in reverse while raining down into mankind's dream. I think I love that part the best.

[Dreamer]

this is wonderful

[Marianne]

SIMPLY AMAZING !! I think this would be one of your best, Selene...the imagery is divine...your voice brilliant...the metaphors intoxicating...YOU ARE GENIUS

[Maurice]

This was marvelous.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

I concur with Pax Analog on this one and can only say "ditto."

Underland to Wonderland --- what a great turn of phrase and concept.

As always, you amaze.

Linda Marie

[Linear]

I was so in love with Alice, but she chose another and lives so far away in wonderland, though i have written so many times, my letters go unanswered, though she stole my heart, she never once looked back and now she has a girl child dressed all in pink, your poem brought all this back to me.

[Dani]

crescendo in ripples of whispering leaves

that has to be one of the greatest images I've read in a while.
I love the twist.. from Underland to Wonderland. Enchanting, indeed. Spectacular write! :)

[Isha Ethera]

beautiful

[Pax Analog]

Alice is everyone.

Like one of those dioramas one shakes upside down to generate snow, this piece turns topsy-turvy, releasing Alice into the soul sky, averring an UP-ness to Wonderland. From her bones, ivory spheres and arrowheads rain down, wonders reigning anew.

The original Wonderland was indeed an underland, tho' the upending of Newtonian for quantum physics afford clues to a greater reality.

"and her wormwood arms punctuated the crescendo in ripples of whispering leaves, licorice/smile a ruby eclipse in the sky, her emancipation a shooting star in reverse/Strapped to clouds that carried her to the moon/Alice was lifted into Wonderland"

And thus Alice becomes the sensitive shaman nascent in every soul.

[Art]

you certainly have that ability to take one from the simplicity of thought into your world of expansive ideas and universal thoughts....

[TAO]

You're some kind of sorceress, I think. At least, your poetry always seems to be magic of a most elemental nature, that which springs forth directly from the soul and puts the reader in touch with the self, and lends itself to identifying the struggle and thus coming to terms with our very owm inadequecies, and the will to go beyond the limits of the sky which has been set over our heads by convention... At least, this what I took from this work. Awesome as always, Goddess Selene.