Lain as unto sleeping
Jeweled eyes adorned, unblinking
Still the color in the flesh
And yet
There dwells within no breath
Warmth like those–the living
Caught immortal here unwilling
Senses keen, my sweetest child
Oh me
A spell is this–too vile
Wrenched of will and frozen
All but thought and beauty stolen
Sleepless rest, here paralyzed
Dear God
Those still unblinking eyes
Turned to tomb–your body
By some evil hand of envy
Gripped by poison; laced in dark
Denied
The beating of your heart
Staring, still unblinking
Held suspended in this thinking
He, with lips, will soon dismiss
The spell
With but one tender kiss
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Wooo! I feel the chill and damp of this tomb even the water running off the walls has it’s chill thrill, I see sleeping beauty there waiting for her prince! xxx
Do you think he will come?
Thank you Willow! 🙂
Maybe something is keeping him from coming back. Maybe a dragon ate him…
That could be 😛
Actually this is an abridged version of the poem. I originally wrote more about the idea he might not come, but I didn’t like it and it seemed disjointed so I shortened it down 😉
You could give Gregory McGuire a run for his money. I’d love to see what you could do with other fairytales. This will keep me smiling for a while. So clever.
Thank you Sarah. That is quite a compliment 🙂
I love fairy tales. It’s just that “happily ever after” that I think is a bit overrated 😛
It’s a lazy way out. There is so much more to life after the ever after. So much. That’s a tale we should collaborate on.
I agree. I’m afraid I find the Brother’s Grimm far more relatable than dear Mr. Disney 🙂
Grims is closer to the point of the stories. I think there is a challenge here…
A challenge? Oh my. If it is poetry I am not really up on a level to be challenging anything or anyone lol
Modesty? You can more than hold your own. Let us let our readers/voyeurs pick which fairytale then go back and forth in the telling. What say you?
Don’t confuse modesty for honesty 🙂 If the readers want it I guess I can try but I’m not sure what exactly I would need to do
That reminds me of something I used to do with my best friend. We would go back and forth writing lines of poetry. I was never very good compared to him, but he would always be so kind and encourage me to write more. It was probably one of my favorite ways we ever communicated. It was the closest I think I ever felt to him. And it definitely qualifies as one of my top ten favorite memories. I’ve never before or since felt comfortable sharing any of my poetry with another person, especially not WITH another. Sigh…
Writing with someone else is a very intimate thing. I have not really ever done that much. Until recently I never showed anyone my poetry, and it still feels strange some days to know so many people can see it. I guess the consolation is they don’t know me. If my family and friends ever find this I will probably promptly remove it lol. I just don’t really like to be seen that much. However, I feel blessed to share this experience with you, and you are one of the few who have been here since I started this. I am very honored that you still bother to read and comment. I feel I owe you, but all I have to give are more words. Thank you
*writing it with
Not sure what happened to that sentence lol.
It’s not a bother at all. I wait anxiously each day for my ration of your words. I am so glad you are still posting, though some days it must be difficult. I feel that I owe you for such wonderful poetic gifts.
I can’t fathom why you care so much, but I am touched that you do. I have wanted to quit posting so many times since I started this. Some days I absolutely hate everything I’ve ever written and I want to destroy it. Some days I post only because I know there is someone out there who may need to know that I am alive and someone else feels like they do. Some days this is the only place I don’t feel alone. Some days this is the place I feel most alone…I’m just really emotional some days 🙂
There are some days I think some people in my life are too wonderful to have ever existed. Some days I wonder if I imagined them… but then I realize I’m not that good. 😉
Thank you for posting. Thank you so so so much. It’s kept me surviving. healing words.
Thank you very much. It means a lot to me tonight
Your poetry and your replies to me tonight have meant much to me tonight also. I don’t know what I’d do without it. Thank you. ❤ You are very wonderful.
Delete one of those “tonight”s… I don’t know what is with my sentences tonight. :p
I just read it like you mean it. I don’t notice the mistakes until you point them out lol
I love this photo 🙂
Really? Thank you lol. I couldn’t decide what to use when I was posting it. I’m glad you like it!
This is really cool. The picture the words…. I love how your poetry can bring me to a different place. I get to see different lands and situations through your words and images 🙂
Thank you, Lydia. I’m glad you choose to take the journey with me ❤
VW,
This is wonderful, I shall be reading it again and again just for the image these words conjure up – so vivid! Thank you for sharing…:)
That is a wonderful comment. Thank you so much for reading and sharing!