Once upon a time. Nightbirds
forget their songs. Twig fingers
snap. Sunset shadows stretch beyond
the dense thicket. Princess wakes.
Flowing red hair, starry blue
eyes. Gossamer gown and dianthus
lips. Sneaking outside with thin
cobweb slippers and apple cheeks.
Tenebrous clouds tap dance through
black night sky. Faceless wolvie
packs roam the woods. Burrs
grab delicate skin. She runs.
Gloomy twisty forest. An abandoned
garden bed beneath a Linden
tree. She curls inside orange
pumpkin’s sticky pulpy depths.
Empty dark monster hisses, spits
poisonous lies. Heavy razor-clawed
feet press firmly. Her golden
light slowly dims and fades.
Ravens call. Deers rush. Rabbits
thump. Her heart shoots free
flashing bright across the inky
wide open heavens. Fighting spirit.
Bold as sunflowers, lightning bolt
strong. She’s thick roots burrowed
deep. An ocean wave thundering
along sandy shores. Princess survives.
*Dedicated to my strong girl. Keep fighting. I see you.