Time Misspent in Wonderland

Time misspent in wonderland
she sips on broken dreams
In weeds of woe and circumstance
life leaking from her seams

Time misspent in wonderland
in what-might-have-been galore
with a distant grin, she stirs her gin
cross-legged on the floor

Photos spread haphazardly
she slips into her past
she bathes in milky memories
and prays that it will last

Time misspent in Wonderland
tears running down her face
when now comes knocking at her door
to occupy her space

“What’cha doin mama?”
words lilting and refrained
that pierce the walls of wonderland
to bring her home again

Geoffrey Reilly is a skilled, passionate, and collaborative information designer and writer with over 30 years of experience in the software industry.  He lives in Warren, RI with his wife Meg and their dog, Pepsi.

In his spare time, he writes essays, poetry, and (every now and then) short stories.

You can find his creative endeavors on his blog site, Bending the Needle – Truth Hurts and on his personal website.

If you would like to have your work published in The Poetry Bar send your poem, a few words about yourself and the link to your blog and Instagram account to the e-mail poetrybar1@gmail.com

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