Alice On Deck

My essay on Alice,Β is published. It’s different.

How far down the rabbit hole did she go?

Happy Halloween Boils & Ghouls~


5 thoughts on “Alice On Deck

  1. Dewin Nefol says:

    Hey Cindy, Namaste πŸ™‚

    I was passing by again ( πŸ™‚ ) and felt this poem pressing on my nib.

    ~ Wendell ~ By ~ Dewin Nefol ~

    Did Alice ever tell you who else she met,
    When frequenting Wonderland?
    The Bottle and White Rabbit, the Caterpillar’s habit,
    The Mad Hatter, March Hare and Door-mouse,
    But far less is known of the Hooded Chaperone,
    Who guarded Alice from afar through the Forest.
    Never seen but always there.
    Dark shade throughout the glade
    Neither up above or down below
    In liminal space he played.
    And stayed and stayed, fading in and out
    Prayed and prayed without having a doubt
    Alice would succeed to the Green Hill and rout,
    Toil to turf the old Queen out: water desert dispelling drought
    Where she in victory stands taller and shouts
    Fairy Tales and Folk Lore, Fables and routes
    To Enchanted Realms fashioned deep in the mind,
    For young gifted souls to adventure and find.
    Hooded and honed head to toe, in black like coal’s visage,
    Always pacing fluttering racing anticipating your golden barrage,
    The cannonade the fusillade, the salvo waiting to be played
    At celebrations serenade, your victory fest, your triumphant parade!
    But first back to the passage between here and there,
    Through the dark dark Forest where creatures stare,
    Monsters loom to make you scared: wolves are everywhere,
    Thorns reach to rake and tare, but you have to go on, you have to dare.
    Ruby Red Slippers beneath your Christmas Tree?
    Simply click the heels thrice to elevate thee.
    It’s all part and parcel of the ritual you see,
    The ritual leading up to Magical delivery.
    All this you know to be true anyway,
    But still the Hooded Guardian chooses to stay
    Watchful as ever as you head-on your way,
    Towards a Green Hill not far, far, away.
    Oh there’s just one more line to add, or perhaps maybe two,
    The Hooded Angel who followed Alice was at the Tea Party too.
    Although never revealed in the story, it’s well hidden it is true,
    But the Mad Hatter’s Raven, Wendell, is always watching you!

    Namaste πŸ™‚


    P.S: Of uncertain etymology, the name ‘Wendell’ is believed to be derived from the Germanic ‘wenden’ – meaning to travel, to proceed on one’s way πŸ™‚ Fire go roam, on your way like an Eagle flies over Rome!

    • I do not have time to read it now. Why don’t you put these all together and publish them silly? Anyways I look forward to reading it later.

      • Dewin Nefol says:

        Hey Cindy, Namaste πŸ™‚

        I write the poems when I arrive at someone’s blog, like yours. Most times the poems wouldn’t have been written otherwise. The poems belong on the blog where they were meant to be – responding to the content.

        Maybe you’ll enjoy the scribbles later, maybe you won’t: it’s all a point of view. Perhaps you’ll also be rewarded for ‘looking forward’ to reading it. But then again, perhaps you won’t.

        Namaste πŸ™‚


      • I always enjoy reading them.

  2. Dewin Nefol says:

    Hey Cindy, Namaste πŸ™‚

    Merlin has another new phrase to add to his signature piece:

    “May the whizz of the Wizard always be wiz ya!”

    How about this as a sign-off for a new age of Love and Peace on Earth:

    “May Venus Visitus and Alwayz Be Vivus!”

    Take care following white rabbits down bunny holes lol πŸ™‚


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