Once upon a yesteryear
I believed in fairy-tales…
Prince Charming came
to slay dragons
wakening, writhing,
dancing in tempo
to rhythmic beat
of troubled heart
pound, pound, pounding…
truth
drown, drown, drowning
‘neath blood spilt
through pierced flesh;
sword’s tainted tip
eventually exposing
Prince’s flaws
as well…
once upon a yesteryear
I believed in fairy-tales…
10 comments:
some fall on them others get exposed
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I like the repetition of the opening phrase at the close of this. Really nice, Polly!
=)
Yep--best to believe in yourself instead, and then you can always make a up a few fairy tales for entertainment, I say.
the prince has a tainted sword? smiles...
def nice the repetition plays well off each other....
Time yields realities.
Pollyanna...
You can always write your own ending. Some tales are Darker than reality!!
Loved your 55.
Thanks for playing, I hope all is well Deario, Have a Kick Ass Week-End
Once upon a time, I did too.
Nice word choice and repetition.
But I still want to believe in fairy tales. :-)
I like the way the repeated first lines become ironic at the end.
Sounds to me he wasn't much of a prince. I know they do exist...
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