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Tag Archives: Wilding Wood
Happily, Ever
They are still unshod, by god-mother. (These wayward Wildling rebel-rogue princesses.) Barefoot loose and fancy only in their own daisy-chained glee. Nobody’s waiting to be saved. No-body’s even shaved in weeks and weeks. It’s all grown wild, like weedsand flowers, ivy. Stars. Some days, they … Continue reading
Wilding Wood is Not a Waiting Room
For the record, the wildlings (these wayward rebel-rogue princesses) are not ladies in waiting. They are not sitting about biding their time until their princes come or their fathers give permission or their fairy godmothers wave the wand. They’re quite happy here, fond of sun-kissed freckles and filthy feet. They’re … Continue reading
Posted in April PAD 2022
Tagged fairy godmother, moonbathing, uncorseted, wands, wayward princesses, wayward wands, Wilding Wood, wildlings
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Cinderella Smells a Rat
So, the clock strikes midnight and that’s the end of it? The mice turn back,a lost shoe? (The damned things were killing her feet, anyway.) Listen, Pumpkin:after all that, if he only recognizes you by size (aching feet or otherwise), maybe it’s time to for you to steal a real horse and shoo,before … Continue reading
Posted in April PAD 2022
Tagged bibbidi bobbidi boo, Cinderella, fractured fairy tales, mice, shoes, smell poems, wayward princesses, Wilding Wood
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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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Sigh-cology 101
Once upon a Wildling Wood,a princess traded her throne for a place to call home. :: :: In November, we poem.