Misscaroline
11-20-2006, 04:44 PM
Don't be afraid to tell me what you think- I'd rather be told that it should have a great red stamp of 'Abomination' on it than hear no answers. I have to read this for a mandatory poetry reading shortly, and I wrote it late at night at 38000 feet- so clearly, I don't trust my own editing judgment. Thanks (for putting up with me...)!
Ev’ry now and then
I long for the sweet happily ever after.
The songs of childhood,
Innocence, buttercups, storytime, and laughter.
When early bedtimes
Were the least of our youthful and naïve worries,
And ev’ry villain,
Sinister and devious and mustachioed,
Is swiftly captured
And served just desserts before the episode’s end.
If ev’ry story
Had a hero, a prince and his iv’ry stallion
Riding off into
The dazzling sunset across the lush grassy knoll,
There’d be no heroes—
The world would be perfect; heroes would fade away.
Evil stepmothers
And villains would be nothing more than a nightmare,
And poor Prince Charming
Becomes unemployed with no damsel in distress.
No witches, towers,
Enemies, curses, Cruellas, Snidely Whiplash.
Praise antagonists,
For life feeds on conflict, on our struggles, on strife.
Without our Frollos--
Life would be bland, tasteless, a trivial pursuit.
No opposition
Begets no fun, no interest—life fades away.
Ev’ry now and then
I long for the sweet happily ever after—
Then I realize
That a perfect world is a world without laughter.
((Thanks for reading!:D Miss Caroline))
Ev’ry now and then
I long for the sweet happily ever after.
The songs of childhood,
Innocence, buttercups, storytime, and laughter.
When early bedtimes
Were the least of our youthful and naïve worries,
And ev’ry villain,
Sinister and devious and mustachioed,
Is swiftly captured
And served just desserts before the episode’s end.
If ev’ry story
Had a hero, a prince and his iv’ry stallion
Riding off into
The dazzling sunset across the lush grassy knoll,
There’d be no heroes—
The world would be perfect; heroes would fade away.
Evil stepmothers
And villains would be nothing more than a nightmare,
And poor Prince Charming
Becomes unemployed with no damsel in distress.
No witches, towers,
Enemies, curses, Cruellas, Snidely Whiplash.
Praise antagonists,
For life feeds on conflict, on our struggles, on strife.
Without our Frollos--
Life would be bland, tasteless, a trivial pursuit.
No opposition
Begets no fun, no interest—life fades away.
Ev’ry now and then
I long for the sweet happily ever after—
Then I realize
That a perfect world is a world without laughter.
((Thanks for reading!:D Miss Caroline))