#cheshire
Crazy, yet relatable...
does anyone else remember the times
that they've pasted a smile on their face?
Hid their pain so well that
the superficial smile was all others saw?
Purple fur to cover a withering heart
Hope was all but lost
Yet you kept on smiling?
You don't want to let others down
So you drown yourself in fake happiness
Your cheeks hurt from the strain
And you're just hoping that you can fake it until its real
You don't share your hurt with others so
you won't bring them down with you
And all the while you are slowly
disappearing until there is nothing left.
May 7, 2020
May 7, 2020 at 11:56 AM UTC
We're all mad here
the day you accept the bier
the moment you accept the fear
you understand, we're all mad here
We're all sad here
all is sorrow, a single tear
there is no tomorrow, no home pier
you understand, we're all sad here
We're all angry here
all is lost cause, so strange, so queer
all is far, yet so near
you understand, we're all angry here
As a white rabbit dashes by
As a time flashes by
Late, late, late
for nothing and everything, too late
Mar 8, 2021
Mar 8, 2021 at 6:42 AM UTC
Pointed Art
by Michael R. Burch
The point of art is that
there is no point.
(A grinning, quick-dissolving cat
from Cheshire
must have told you that.)
The point of art is this—
the hiss
of Cupid’s bright bolt, should it miss,
is bliss
compared to Truth’s neurotic kiss.
Keywords: art, Cheshire, cat, grin, vanishing, dissolving, Cupid, arrow, truth, kiss, bliss
Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 5:55 AM UTC
Pointed Art
by Michael R. Burch
The point of art is that
there is no point.
(A grinning, quick-dissolving cat
from Cheshire
must have told you that.)
The point of art is this—
the hiss
of Cupid’s bright bolt, should it miss,
is bliss
compared to Truth’s neurotic kiss.
Keywords: art, Cheshire, cat, grin, vanishing, dissolving, Cupid, arrow, truth, kiss, bliss
Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 4:23 AM UTC
Cheshire cat
Make up your mad mind
I know that i am mad
but you are beyond comparison of madness
You love one way within those mad eyes wild with craze
and i only follow in your mad, __mad__ ways
Nov 10, 2019
Nov 10, 2019 at 2:27 PM UTC
I admire the Cheshire Cat
When he comes to eavesdrop on the action
He pops in with a style
When he wishes to leave...
He simply disappears.
He can turn his head upside down and reverse a frown.
He can sneak, invisibly to the queen, and wear her crown.
He then can rule everyone in a once boredom ridden town.
The laughter.
The Jokes.
His head on backwards...
He has me as an admirer...
As I love this kitty kat
Who makes the days a lot brighter.
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 10:24 AM UTC
I have a
Cheshire Cat Grin.
Just as mad
Just as eerie.
I have a Cheshire Cat Smile,
I'll coo to you in the wisps of your rage,
"Oh, but didn't you know?"
But you never knew
You never knew,
Did you?
I have a
Cheshire Cat Grin,
Because I am just as mad,
Just as eerie,
Just as innocent,
And just as deadly,
Within the words, the stories I spin,
The webs I weave.
I have a
Cheshire Cat Smile,
And, Darling Dear,
I'm Mad as a Hatter.
Did you hear?
Did you hear?
The crash and the clatter?
Did you see?
Were you there?
When all that red splattered?
I am the
Voice of the Trees at Night,
I am the
Whisper in Your Bones when Panic Takes Flight.
I am the
Cheshire Cat
And honey, look at my smile.
I am the
C
H
E
S
H
I
R
E
(They're burning in the fire!)
C
A
T
(What was that?)
Feel the shiver down your spine,
As the air of this toothy feline
Makes you wonder
Where does madness draw the line?
Do you want the answer?
Will you chance her?
"Why is a raven like a writing desk?"*
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 10:15 PM UTC
Everything in life is unexpected even when planned.
Like gambling trying to gain what you lost.
Time ticks forwards even when you want to go back.
When you turn on a light another one flickers off.
A life is spared when another one dies.
When the Cheshire cat cries, and the white rabbit is on time,
Only then can you tell me that the trickster is telling no lies.
Dec 7, 2016
Dec 7, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC
She's a leaping high five
with her feet planted firmly
on the ground
She is a crescendo of sound
and emotion . Puts her finger to her lips and shushes me .
She bathes in moonbeams while
tantalizing stars knowing
their touch is too far
She hides behind the clouds when
the sun burns . Capturing the rays and
hiding them in kelidoscopic jewels she wears around her ankles so she can see
where she walks on moonless nights
She teaches fairies to dance in rings
and in return becomes the dance instead
She's the Cheshire's smile that
disappears on the wings of a firefly
Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 7:03 PM UTC
For once,
I smile both outside and in,
I wear an honest grin,
I'm comfortable within my own skin,
For once....
For once,
I'm happy with where I'm at,
Smile like a Cheshire cat,
Ornerier than a army brat,
For once...
For once,
Happy as a clam,
Feeling as woolly as a lamb,
More mysterious than Spam,
For once...
For once,
I'll simply say adieu,
Give my best wishes to you,
Got lots of living I wanna do,
For once...
Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 10:41 AM UTC
Wonderland has an alleyway you know,
said Alice to her grandson of three.
It's not all shoes, and ships, and ceiling wax,
unbirthdays and cups of tea.
Where the white rabbit is on time for once.
From South Africa he ran,
To be tried before the red queen -
for shooting Mary Ann.
It's where the buildings are not simply filled
with cakes and cups of tea;
They explode - not from happiness -
but planes and TNT.
Where we need not paint the roses red
nor support the white knights plight.
For recently he lost his head -
Now they're painting England white...
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 6:20 PM UTC