Beauty and the Beast- a Faerie Tale

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Kethry
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-29

Posts 9082
Victoria Australia

0 posted 2001-02-04 05:14 PM

Once upon a time in a land far away
A daughter of morning was born on this day
With sunshine for hair,
a voice light as air
and eyes dark enough to take breath away

This daughter of morning, child of the sun
Lived her solitary life in communion of one
In her garden bright
Alone day and night
Till the witches weave of curse was undone

Each lonely day she sat by the brook
Playing her games or reading a book
Singing her song
In a voice that did long
For another to come, though he be prince or crook

The mirror reflected a lonely lost heart
This was how it would be, but how did it start?
The solitary one
Who sat in the sun,
What was her story, and what was her part?

One day in the morn as she sat by the brook
Just looking to space not reading her book
With a heartfelt sigh
A miracle did spy
An image in water caused her to look

What did she see in the water so clear?
She saw a knight with a visage so dear
Her pounding heart
Made yearning start
And vowed she to leave, her lonely life here

Slipping away through gate and by wall
This lovely lady did so gingerly call
Her vision of beauty
The reflected cutie
She'd seen in the brook as he'd climbed on the wall

Having lived her life with no-one to care
She fell into the arms of the first person there
Without a fight
Gave into the knight
Who was not what he seemed, no accident there

The knight was no lover he was on quest
Looking to find innocence blest
In the maiden fair
He espied there
He smiled as he held her, brought a knife to her breast.

This knight spent a moment in happiness then
Believing such innocence had come close to his ken
He needed the trophy
For his master Brophy
He raised the knife high, stabbed again and again

And as blood flowed forth, her heart now stilled
He looked at the beast he had bravely killed
Returning to form
With hooves and a horn
The word of the witch had at last been fulfilled.

Those of us who refuse to risk and grow get swallowed up by life. Patty Hansen.

[This message has been edited by Kethry (edited 02-04-2001).]

Bill Charles
Member Patricius

since 2000-07-11

Posts 10619
highways, & byways, for now

1 posted 2001-02-04 05:23 PM

Kethry - a beautiful story well told. This flowed excellant, and was a pleasure to read.

BC

catalinamoon

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-06-03

Posts 9543
The Shores of Alone

2 posted 2001-02-04 06:02 PM

Kethry, this read so well, I was about to say I was going to read it to my granddaughter, and then...came the scary parts..
Great poem, you can tell a story so well.
Sandra

Sunshine

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since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

3 posted 2001-02-04 07:09 PM

Kethry....your art does you justice....may I say....a job....well performed....

Balladeer

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since 1999-06-05

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Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA

4 posted 2001-02-04 10:14 PM

This is wonderful writing, Keth....a fairy tale first class!! Love it!

Kethry
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-29

Posts 9082
Victoria Australia

5 posted 2001-02-05 03:37 AM

Thanks for stopping by and reading,
sorry about the scary bits Cat, I was trying to write a story with a twist when it changed viewpoints, I guess it got a little too twisted. I can re-write the ending for you if you like.
email me and let me know whether you want a happy ending a blissfully happy ending trouble and a happy ending or a they got married not so happy ending.
Kethry

Those of us who refuse to risk and grow get swallowed up by life. Patty Hansen.

Marsha

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since 2000-07-10

Posts 7423
Maidstone Kent England

6 posted 2001-02-05 09:51 AM

Kethry dear heart, I LOVE IT
Utterly first love, absolutely perfect. I knew it would be, and it truly is. Absolutely excellant, utterly wonderful and sensational. What more can I say. Bravo! Van loads of flowers and bouquets being delivered love.
Absolutely best
Thank you dear heart for this is a diamond
Take care love as always
Slushy
And that is not biased, that is an honest opinion. (Truly)

Take back the hope you gave,- I claim
Only a memory of the same
Robert Browning

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