Being envious and living in the past is no way to love
She starred into the mirror trying to remember her more youthful days as a radiant beauty with her eyes opened as wide as possible the Mad Hatter counted all her new wrinkles
1,2 No 4! there's more! she cried in disbelief at the power that time has over all living beings except the Queen of Hearts she is always beautiful, the Hatter thought "More green!, more green!, quickly!" her voice screamed into the mirror her servant protested, claiming that she had enough green on to cover the entire planet
Hatter grabbed the green makeup and slashed it all over her eye lids she blinked fast and hard at her own reflection there! there! the wrinkles have vanished!
"Excuse me Ma'am but your company is watching" her servant said pointing to the prince on the sofa
Hatter tilted her hat to the side then marched over to the prince and growled "You pervert! You was watching my a*s! Your just like my last boyfriend.. first a finger then your candle stick... sick sick sick! The prince raised his hand to cover his face just as hatter tried to hit him on the lips
"D****t Johnny, why did you leave me for the Queen?" her finger pointed directly at his nose she sat down beside him and started to cry "You think she's more beautiful than me! Don't you? Don't you! Hatter screamed
The prince leaned back away from her "Hatter have you gone totally insane? My name is Greg not Johnny and I wasn't watching your a*s at all. I think your beautiful without all that green make up on!
The Hatter's mouth opened and her eyes squinted with teeth clinched as tight as possible she hissed "You like her a*s better! I saw you watching it the other day over tea while she was on TV!" Hatter stood up and kicked him in the chest "D****t Johnny you love her a*s more than me!" Hatter cried streaming green makeup into her hands
The prince called for his things before standing up Hatter asked him where he was going the prince didn't say anything until he reached the door
"For the last time my name is Greg and not Johnny I think your a*s is just divine as golden wine but Johnny and I have something in common I too will take my chances with the Queen of Hearts she may castrate me but at least she isn't crazy"
The prince stormed out the door and never returned Hatter sat on the sofa and shock her head "What the Frack! did he just leave me for the queen too? I knew he liked her red a*s more!"
Men are all the same Hatter thought to herself before returning to the mirror to count all her new wrinkles on her face
I love this upside down crazy poem. Unfortunately many times women are like that and it is because society say being your and thin is what is acceptable for women. This was creatively done and I love how you made the hatter counter her wrinkles and call him Johnny when his name was Greg.
Haha this is a new genre of poem you are going into....Love the fact that you add pictures to your poems to kind of bring the character to live..Never get tired of your new poems! pls keep sending read request..Beautiful
This poem is terrific work. It seemed to me that the Prince and the Queen of hearts, neither did anything to offend the Mad Hatter. I felt like the Hatter held a grudge against herself because she held a standard of beauty that only the Queen of Hearts lived up to. She had on these blinders...tunnel vision that only viewed the value of a woman in one respect.
IMO...The Hatter was was going through something that could happen to anyone who is overcome by a spirit of insecurity. I couldn't write her off as a villain. The Prince seemed to be completely innocent, but I have to wonder if he started the relationship by sharing the things that he felt made her special.
She should have been made more aware of what she had to offer as a person by her Prince. A relationship cant be built on physical attraction and eventually, one that is will have these issues eventually catch up and bite it in the.......
As a man, aging is not such a big deal because aging brings about positive and strong characteristics like security, maturity, being a provider. Society doesn't place as strong a value on what women have to offer. Personally, I've always thought that middle aged women were smart, charming and a lot of fun because of the way they can let go of society's games.... and just be themselves. I think of Physical and Inner beauty in full bloom. Society doesn't place much value on being able to bond with a person (especially women) because of their mind.
Oh wow...here I am on a soapbox. I loved the work.
oh you rolled it cleverly on it's side~ can't help but interpret the center piece through everydays of middle aged women behaving ridiculously under syringes and crawling young boy thighs at bars~ I've seen the prettiest and classiest of women turn into raving shrews as the onset of time makes itself apparent in the skin~ they fight it at every turn and find fault with the most innocent of actions from the male in their romantic life~
loved the dual nature of this poem~ the fantasy and reality often blend at corners~bravo!
where did this one come from!?? what a marvelous job you've done with this one!! the green color of insecurity and envy sooo fit the mad hatter...bravo :). one of my favorites for sure :).
A great satirical look at how sometimes a I guy can't win no matter what he says... damned if does, damed if he don't. Woman can drive us crazy and yet still makes us want them.
Awesome write. It just goes to show you how much the procession of time can weigh and consume a woman. The painted imagery suits the hitch of oblivion superbly. Truly great job!
This is funny, in a way. Its interesting to see the mad hatter interpreted by a girl, and the fact she held such jealousy for the queen of hearts was interesting.
I am a free spirit who is extremely open minded and accepting of others differences from my own. I am an open book I find it is much easier living life in the open than hidden lost within the sha.. more..