The Princesses Finally Rage Quit {And Form a Nature Society}

You might find them in the woods, if you can get past 
the nymphs (who are on their side). They only want the 

kiss of breeze, the romance of trees, the squeeeee of mud
-lucious squish between unadorned toes. They’re done 

with spells and slippers and steps. They’ve stolen steeds
and turned them back to wild. They’ve abandoned lace 

and silk and satin and corset squeeze for the dance 
of wind across skin, and quaint cotton trousers that allow

them to climb. They’ve got forts and swords and all devil
-ish sorts of dragons, trained not to fight, but fly. They 

only sing when they want to, and bow to the moon. They’ve 
learned to speak sparrow, read bark, spark sunlight into 

quiet fire. They’re unshaven, uncraven, and gravely serious
about getting the giggles each day around three. You see,

they’re betrothed only to friendship and laughter and 
spending their ever afters in unfettered glee. 


This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

9 Responses to The Princesses Finally Rage Quit {And Form a Nature Society}

  1. erbiage says:

    Oh, YES!

    Sent from my iPhone


  2. lifelessons says:

    Well, you went rogue so long ago that you’ll be a good role model for them.

  3. SatyaPriya says:

    I love your rogue princesses, and it’s now sparking off thoughts in my head for my next poem. Have you come across the Pocket Princesses comics?

  4. Pingback: Poem: The Doe’s Heart – Blog of A Witch

Use your words.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.