a poem in my pocket

“Why IS a raven like a writing desk?” Perhaps a riddle worth contemplating. I think it has something to do with “black as ink” but would love to hear YOUR answer. However, if you are looking for your basketball, it’s not here…sorry, no need to be RUDE.

The mad hatter’s question NEVER gets answered at the mad tea party, not by ALICE nor the march hare. Yes, wonderland is full of unsolved riddles, supposes the POET, who came here quite by accident in alice’s pocket. Incidentally, said “poet” arrived in february, not march, anyway.

Is this blog titled “poet in her pocket” OR “poem in yours”? It can all be QUITE confusing, considering the allusion to and illusion of mr. lewis carroll himself. Of course, ingesting pills is NOT necessary for living in a dormouse’s dream. You only need to use your imagination, dear, but sipping TEPID tea helps.

riddle me in march

red hat, purple poetry

sipping chai tea dreams

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