Brillig Lost, and Found

Written by Susan Noyes Anderson on . Posted in Life Lessons Poems

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How have we been
reduced to this?
A pound of pain,
an ounce of bliss.
Life’s bloom is off
the wilting rose.
Our goose is cooked,
and so it goes.

The golden notes
of yesteryear,
now given way
to notes of fear,
are well remembered
but recede
in this, our greatest
time of need.

How did we get here,
Cheshire cat?
Too much of this?
Too little that?
5 ups, 10 downs.
Is there a scheme?
Or is it all
a fever dream?

Wipe off that snarky,
feline grin.
The jig is up.
We won’t buy in.
When all is said,
and all is done,
our road leads out.
We’ll find the sun.

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