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Tag Archives: fractured fairy tales
Losing the Shoes
They finally objected to being objectified and so they flung them far and wide and ran for a land far, far away – a Wood where they could laugh and dance and play without bunions and ballsand midnight calls and step-mothers and -sisters and overbearing fathers … Continue reading
The Sacred Whims of Wildling Wood
The forest floor is strewn with high-heeled shoes, for we rebel princesses have shucked our crowns and chucked our corsets and ditched the bibbidi-bobbidi(boo)ballin favor of gentler things: mirror ponds (fairest of them all),fiery dragon dances and fairy wings. :: Linda Lee’s got a fun Quadrille challenge for us … Continue reading
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Tagged dVerse poems, fixing the endings, fractured fairy tales, princesses, Q44, Quadrilles, wayward princesses, Wilding Wood
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So Much for Their Happy Endings
They came here (to Wildling Wood, in case you’ve only just joined us) to be alone, free from thrones and overbearing stepmothers and glass slippers and princes still thinking slaying the dragon is the right way to go. Hey, even the fairy godmother grows tiresome in the end. What … Continue reading
Princess Aurora of the Wilding Wood
The nap was no goodand the kiss was worse (hello, consent?) but now she’s fully escaped the curse and steeped herself in mud-luscious bliss. Sleeping’s for the faint of heart, and hers has been jumpstarted by the howl of moon and the flow of stream. Beauty’s in the … Continue reading
Sigh-cology 101
Once upon a Wildling Wood,a princess traded her throne for a place to call home. :: :: In November, we poem.
Wildling Wood
The princesses are at it again with their grins and their gin and their tutu spin. They’ve all been given second chances and seconds of cake. They’ve long shed their corsets and their crowns and their pumps and their frowns and the promises of being “saved” and decided to gambol with … Continue reading
Imagine the Frog’s Dismay
at never being kissedat being dissed at having missed out on kingdom things. or perhaps he hops (happily) wild in the woodssheds all those shouldsand at nightfall, he sings. :: It’s Wednesday. We poem.
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Tagged fixing the endings, fractured fairy tales, frog not kissed, frogs, PAD, wayward princesses, wildling wood
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All Those Wayward Ever Afters
There is laughter when they think of all they were supposed to be, all corseted and silver-spoon fed with feet crammed into ridiculous shoes. Here, even the steeds are unshod and trail-trod, mudlucious in their gorgeous freedom. This forest is flush with both silence and song. Here, they choose. … Continue reading
Leaving Their Shoes Behind
There’s a pile of pumps at the peaceful passage leading to Wildling Wood. They’ve kicked (off) up their heels and wielded their swords and let all that hair (golden and otherwise)down and traded their pointy crowns for flowers. Now, they spend hours bare-foot loose and fancy -free, having also … Continue reading
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Tagged April PAD 2021, fixing the endings, fractured fairy tales, glass slippers, shoe poems, shoes, wayward princesses, wildlings
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