“you’re mad”

Written for:  The Twiglets #263 - you're mad

You're mad,
said Alice
to the Hatter
who answered,
we all are,
so what does it matter?

You say you're mad
about me
but it's too late.

ice storms abound
fires rage throughout the country
madness of Winter

                 A man who loved madcap adventures
                while zip-lining, lost his dentures.
                       Woe is me, said he
                  I'll not find them, you see.
        Crunch! Dentures mashed by shoe accidentally.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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7 Responses to “you’re mad”

  1. Sadje says:

    Such a fun poem.


  2. poetrybydebi says:

    Fun poems and serious, you always do them so well.


  3. Out loud laughter.


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