Westward

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I can taste the
lavender sky,
smell the pink,
squeeze the orange,
and drink it like a
Screwdriver.
My angel with
jaded wings;
My heart sings when
I hold her.
I can touch the
burnt umber of her
hair.
And I'm in
Wonderland, because she's
my Alice, and I want to bring
her safely home.

Author's Note

Check out my you tube channel, where I read poetry from my recent book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems, available on Amazon.com

Reviews

[Chris]

This one left smiles of 'knowing' behind my eyes...

[Thomas W Case]

Thanks, Chris. I appreciate the comment.

[Poetic Beauty]

She’s my Alice and I want to bring her home…

That is amazing line. Sounds like a very unique woman who means the world to the narrator in this poem. All the great ones are a bit crazy or different!!

[Thomas W Case]

Thank you so much. I appreciate the comment.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

my Alice...Screwdrivers were the first drinks I ever drank.
I like the imagery that deals with the sky, the sun, the heaven when together...and she your jaded angel...but you can make her smile.
j.

[Thomas W Case]

Thank you. I appreciate the read and comment.

[Betty Hermelee]

This could be a dream....or it could be a wish to have your love be beside you at all times...perhaps she left and you want to bring her home.... either way..it is fine writing...
Warmly, B

[Thomas W Case]

Thank you, Betty. I appreciate the comment.

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome Thomas
Warmly, B

[Thomas W Case]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_arvp3Q6C8c
Link to my you tube channel.