Open Poetry #15 |
Enchanted Reversal (Repost) |
Eloise Senior Member
since 1999-11-27
Posts 1096Wyoming |
She wandered through the forest Through the thick brush and the trees. Trying to find her way out As she stumbled to her knees. Now standing there before her Was an ugly little troll. His hair was green and his eyes were pink And on the tip of his nose was a mole. Startled by the sight of him She jumped up to her feet. Looking in every direction Not knowing which way to retreat. Backing herself in a corner Her heart was pumping fast. Trying to decide Just how to run on past. But suddenly her heart stopped As she looked at the little guy. He was reaching out his hand to her As a tear fell from his eye. He swallowed hard and said, "Please don't run away. I'm all alone in this forest I too, don't want to stay. I once ran into a wicked old hag And she put a spell on me. She turned me into an ugly troll I'm really not what you see." He said, "if you kiss me on my cheek a handsome prince I will be. I'll take you to my castle And keep you there with me. She gave it a moment and thought, why not. This just may be my lucky day. She closed her eyes and gave him a kiss, And in a puff of smoke she was whisked away. When the smoke had finally settled And she was able to look around. In the water under a bridge she saw her reflection. And an ugly little "she" troll she found. |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Sounds like one of my "lucky" days. This is great, I always enjoy story type poems, and this with its many threads related to our hearts, is excellent. Sandra |
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Eloise Senior Member
since 1999-11-27
Posts 1096Wyoming |
Thank you Sandra. I appreciate you reading and commenting. |
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