Recipe

the ingredient for mischief was severly lacking

as sour traces pressed against the bane of hope long forgotten

bitterness impounded her every word and empty stare

searching for something that still made sense

in this land of illusion she now called home

it was different on her planet

her birth place, her dome

of intelligence that once was

somewhere

before this strife

no one escapes

which one of these doors holds the hidden key

which one is nothing more 

than an empty hologram

left behind from some feeble failed attempt

the one you can never forget

Reviews

[DrD]

How skillfully you have crafted this work about a most difficult theme. A very enjoyable read worthy of reading again. Very well done.

[Alisa Js]

Than you for noticing. I will be by soon.

[John Ryan]

i have always liked your work, and this is no exception

[Alisa Js]

Thank you, John...I will be by soon.

Alisa💫

[A. Amos]

Always enjoy your work and this was brilliantly crafted. Hope all is great with you.

[Alisa Js]

Happy New Year🎉. Thank you for stopping by. I trust all is well.

Alisa💫

[A. Amos]

Happy new year to you and your family... You're most welcome.

[ANTO]

I think self-induced illusions are the hardest to contend with because it is we who give them extra power - we have to work harder on them so that they do fool us.
When others fool us we can forgive them (eventually) but we can be so unforgiving of ourselves.

Powerful emotions in this Alisa.

[Alisa Js]

Thank you, ANTO...

Sending you smiles😃😃😃😃😃😍

[ANTO]

Thank you for the smiles Alisa and the wee squares ;)

[Alisa Js]

You are very welcome..wishing you well. 😃

[David Scott]

I had more to say... I accidently posted. Must be my age. ha. Ouch, that hurt a little.
I loved the write BTW. We can escape I think. No, not the realities and the effects of our causes, but we can make choices where eternity is a solid expectation rather than some ethereal hologram. IMO...
Anyhoooo, love the poetry.

[David Scott]

Ah... Someone needs a peppermint patty... I just ate one and the hologram is gone. ;)
The spice of life is "mischief" indeed. Well intended and nondestructive of course. Still, a few empty calories will make it all taste so good and then we can actually digest the nutrients.

[Alisa Js]

Thank you, David...I will go look for one now. Sounds tasty!😃

[alifeacoustic]

I have just written a review for a poem that was about Alice in wonderland and see a striking similarity in your words and Alice down the rabbit hole. The strangeness that surrounds us as we grow, where every decision made leads us to a new door to confuse us even more. But we must move on, as we will never find our path back. We just hope that the next door is not one of holographic regrets.
Beautiful writing Alisa

[Alisa Js]

Thank you for your kind words ...I will be by soon.

Alisa💫

[. serah .]

-- ah, i miss my home planet too... -- riveting stuff, alisa... -- reminds me of how much playfulness we lose to our painful experiences...

[Alisa Js]

Thank you, serah

I know exactly what you mean...sadly😱

[. serah .]

-- you're very welcome, alisa... -- and... it really is sad...

[Alisa Js]

This one was inspired by true story, based on my observations of certain females I know...😱

[jacob erin-cilberto]

behind which door is the woman she once was when she had dreams, and a recipe for mischief...now she is compacted into what she considers a small life she cannot get out of ...

her own intelligence that just got absorbed in his and she has lost her identity...

vibrant read here...with the imagery.

[Alisa Js]

Thank you Jacob, I'll be by soon🎉