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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA 
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I consider myself an optimist and I enjoy writing love poetry. However, I also try to explore the cynical/realist side of life... Fairytale Syndrome  I don't believe in miracles anymore, in fact, I'm not sure if I ever really did. And fairytales offer no truth only dissapointment for a romantic that's denied happily ever after. We are shown how to soar, how to catch the wind in childhood living our days as a blind cartoon that even Walt Disney would not approve of for animation. So we're burned from reality learned from a backward teacher who gives the test first and the lesson afterwards. I've become my own Jiminy Cricket aware that magic wands, enchanted forests and fairy godmothers don't exist no matter how much you beg the man in the moon. There is no sweet smell or sound of success or Cheshire smiles worn by a broken heart. All I hear is the tick-tock of the clock reminding me that midnight is drawing near. I'll never be the Belle of the ball, never a Cinderella who's found her prince, I'll never sip champagne from a glass slipper to float on bubbles of forever fantasia, nor shall I be awakened from sorrow's weep of sleep to find beauty. It seems that the train of fate always arrives far too late serving poison apples on a not so silver plate. Still I inhale Cupid's love potion knowing that this is just foolish child's play, yet, reason cannot convince a heart that's desperate to write it's own storybook love through chapters of lackluster pages. So, I continue to betray myself as I choke on the unkept promise of when you wish upon a star and pot-o-gold chocolates that are stale at the end of a rainbow. I roll the dice of not so nice odds of a cat and mouse chase for my wonderland castle with a snow white picket fence unable to give birth to my own once upon a time because I've had too many miscarriages of inner melody. My feet have no rhythm there's no laugh in their step as they jump from fantasy to reality in the game of life's hopscoth where I end up the loser. For, the ballerina I once was tiptoes on eggshells and discarded dreams in haunted pirouette of yesteryear's regret. It seems that the train of fate always arrives far too late serving poison apples on a not so silver plate. Oh, but how does a heart continue on? When all it's ever beated for is gone? It has bled it's first, second and last chance void of miracles in a faithless dance. By Melissa P. Monette |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (big huggggssssssss) Oh Melissa, I know just how you feel, as a matter of fact I too am an optimist, but I do not believe in miracles either, I believe that He rather has a plan, but I do believe dreams can come true, just as Walt Disney did when he started it all with a mouse, and directed Snow White, and created his dream and spread it to all the world, encouraging us even our dreams can come true as long as you wish upon a star, and I too believe that deep down in my heart! (kiss on cheek) This is a very powerful poem, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Melissa, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Geez!! I'm glad you're an optimist, patootie, or who knows what would come out!!!  Downer though it is, this is excellent writing |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Has the Honeybee abandoned the hive? I enjoyed this, even though it's a harsh realitytale not a happy fairytale. It flows nicely, and drips like honey off the tongue. Somewhere down the road, I sense there will be another bee for thee. But then I too have sometimes been accused of being an optimist and a hopeless romantic. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Melybee, I can only echo 'Deer's comment...I am glad there is more buzzing of up than down from you, but... you did this very, very well... |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
Yes, I think we’ve all had those days when we’re sick of believing in fairytales that don’t seem to come true. A melancholy piece Melissa, but you can make even melancholy beautiful. If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please? |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Gee, I know this feeling Melissa. But, that being said I know I will walk outside and make a wish on the first star I see. This is an excellent write even if a bit down. Enjoyed the read. ~Hugs, Nancy~ ~Sometimes all you really wish for... |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Melissa, you know I agree with every word, but here is the part that impacted the most. "Oh, but how does a heart continue on? When all it's ever beated for is gone? It has bled it's first, second and last chance void of miracles in a faithless dance." Sandra |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
You can work a theme and metaphor till its your own Melis... I dont think ya missed a cliche trick in this one. Ya know what the problem is with Disney? Just look at how those chicks are dressed now who could live up to that fantasy  very clever and cool girlie Awake again I can't pretend ... and I know I'm alone ... |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Excellent writing Melissa truly it was, but JM, I never look at those girls and compare that way I am always in a lala land of my own thinking I am just fine the way I am. Melissa, you will never, ever convince me there is no Peter Pan (because he takes me there in my dreams), or fairies for they are truly part of my reality, oh, let's not forget though that all the happily ever afters were created and if we want one, it takes work to create it. Oh darn, can you tell I believe in all this? LOL, great writing though honest! The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are permitted to remain children all our lives. |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
Melissa, this is such a sad write.....but I do understand what you are saying *hugs* for you |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
I love the way you did this, Melissa... Its so hard not to have any cynicism in today's world. Afterall, we grew up believing in Santa and the Tooth Fairy...and then we found out they weren't real. Wouldn't it be nice if at least one of those fairy tales were true. ((hugs))  copyright2002 Lyra Nesius |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
I absolutely know what you've written about...but I still believe. Maybe I'll live/love to regret that...but I do. |
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Chelsea~ Member
since 2001-02-09
Posts 260Ontario, CANADA |
missy, Wow that's one powerful vent! you used this theme undeniably well |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Melissa, You can't stop dreams. But sometimes you can learn to control them. Excellent write. Love Sy |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
I love this piece of writing Melissa..great job hon..hugss.. ~Victoria |
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rosepetals25
since 2000-05-31
Posts 3076PA |
Melissa, Another excellent write I do really enjoy your poetry, even the sad ones. I've stopped believing in fairy tales long ago, but I still have faith in love Hugs, Tara "My heart is like an open book, for the whole world to read" |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Pesstimistic or not, Melissa, this is a great piece of writting. Infact, I think this almost tops the list of my favorites of yours. Wonderful job |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
Thank you all for your replies, and I'm very honoured that a select few of you enjoyed this piece! I'm sure many of you have noticed that I'm written a lot of darker, cynical, introspective poetry lately, but, rest assured that all is well with me. Yes, many of the thoughts in this poem stems from emotions I carry inside, but, I am still a dreamer and will always believe in angels and miracles, etc. I am just trying to write poetry that uses the facets of imagery, creative use of cliches, themes and metaphors with a twist all my own be it happy or sad. In this case, this was a sad poem. "Poetry is not an opinion expressed... |
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athena4 Senior Member
since 2000-12-10
Posts 622 |
Melissa, WOW!!! Incredibly written, with so much heart, despair, and sadly truth, for all the fairytale dreamers like myself. I have always clung on to that "Disney" fantasy, which is indeed a lie, and have let myself be consumed and swallowed up by all it's liar's glory. But even as poignant and raw as the reality of the lost fairytales are...I foolishly still believe, and probably always will. They're just too beautiful and magical not to.....Thank you for making me see I am not the only one... Love, Elise |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
So we're burned from reality learned from a backward teacher who gives the test first and the lesson afterwards. so true..wow this was a great poem to read ..*s M |
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