Once upon a time long gone …
The reigning queen let out a yawn,
And stood up from her regal throne
To trample down the hall alone
She ripped the crown from out her hair
And flung it out the window there,
It tumbled down the castle wall …
No knight or king did hear it fall
And off the ground it did bounce
The crown rolled out into a flounce,
Tumbling down into the moat
And thankfully it did not float
A queen no more and yet she smiled
Chuckling, whooping and skipping wild,
Saying goodbye to the castle rafter …
She'd found her happily ever after.
Who am I to think by the age of 25 I would have it all together?
I thought I would have a happily ever after
I thought I would know everything by now but all I know is that you’ll never be what I need you to be for me
I know that you’ll put your needs before me
You hurt me and I hurt you
You blame me and I put the blame back onto you
I feel like you don’t care and it makes me do crazy things
I really do love you but I have to love me too
I’m sorry if it comes off as I don’t care
I wanted a happily ever after with you but I guess this roller coaster ride might come to an end
I don’t know if we’ll grow in time
Why do we argue all the time?
We argued when we should’ve been next to each other
Loving on one another
I know we were meant for each other
Why can’t everything just go smooth?
Lately, why is everything ruining my mood?
I’m so mad lately
Maybe it’s because you haven’t touched me in ways I would think about all the time
My body is yours
My heart is only designed to fit into your hands
There’s no other man that has me but you
My stupid heart just won’t let go of you
Once upon a time
In the context of a rhyme
I asked something of you,
If you would say, I do
No fanfare and no scene
Just cowboy boots and jeans
A flower for your hair
That evening in my chair
A Paris honeymoon
Roll out of bed at noon
Champs Elysees sweatshirt
A floral patterned skirt
A walk out on the rue
Hand in hand us two
A toast of Veuve Clicquot
Forever dos-uno
Outside Nashville somewhere
A cozy cabin there
Hidden out of sight
Lit up by bright starlight
Rustic wooden floor
Boho style decor
I'll bring you through the door
You're all I want, no more
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
how do you choose
the fairest of them all?
why do you get to pick apart every single person
that never gave you the right?
Snow White ate less and less apples
until she became so thin a gust of wind could’ve blown her away
and she needed a strange man to save her
What if he tried to do something else?
What if heroes aren’t good
and villains are just broken?
Who tells a man when to save a damsel in distress?
What if Beast was always kind
and the witch messed with everyone’s minds?
Maybe Snow White just wanted to be beautiful
Maybe the queen just wanted what Snow had
Who are we to tell if the voice was Ariel’s or Ursula’s?
Maybe we believed Ariel’s beautiful face when no one was there to see if Ursula stole anything at all
Mirror, mirror on the wall
why do you choose the fairest of them all?
Maybe she doesn’t want to be beautiful,
what if she’d rather to be regarded as kind?
Does it make you feel some type of way
that the fairest of them all
was the one who got away?
millions...
of dollars
in bank account;
he's a wealthy man, yet
true happiness
proves
much too expensive
for him;
a walking paradox
impossible
to reconcile.
to the ends of the earth
he goes
painting
r a d i a n t smiles
on faces
on a quotidian basis, yet
doesn't wear
much of his own.
an expert pretender
convincing
all and sundry
that all is fine, yet
suffers
in silence.
when does
the smirking mask fall off?
may the Lord
bring healing sunshine
to this man
laughing
with the world, yet
crying
alone.
HAPPILY DISCONTENT
One may wish to own a JW Turner
The art of art is the skill of knowing
And recognising every good earner
The online market for art is growing
Yet it is more my greed I must quell
One needs a real space for showing
With my few fake Masters left to sell
I found a gallery, as credibility counts
For a half day only, but it served well
A hundred pounds, the anger mounts
And was a scam, that expensive rent
But the cheque of course will bounce
Now my payment has finally been sent
I’m seeing myself as happily discontent
Happily discontent, that I am, that I be
now future
happy discontent
achievable out of reach
joie de vivre bags of regrets
what I am now what I could be
love the journey are we there yet?
live in the present dream of becoming
I'm truly self made I'm reactionary, dependent
let it be, let it be, now endless mindful reflection
I’m restless, but at peace unable to sleep, daydream
I’m thankful for many things when will this nightmare end?
nothing is perfect, fully satisfies quest for perfection ruins the journey
life is an ever evolving process hit or miss, sink or swim, stuns growth
a chest full of good things in life a pile of things underachieved, undone
thankful for what I’ve got so far I want more, but I'm burdened by failures
acceptance without complacency resentful, jealous of what others have
accept that creativity makes mistakes counting failures, clutters & confounds
There was a time I remember
When life felt dreamy,
Whose memories now seem fuzzy.
How did I realize so soon that life is not Disney?
Someone please tell me—when did I turn 15?
It feels like yesterday when the people in photo frames were with me.
How I wish I could go back and say goodbye happily.
There’s not much I can do but survive in this obligated reality.
Someone please tell me—when did I turn 15?
There was a time when I believed in forever,
But now life reminds me that forever can end anytime.
How did I get lost in these streets of uncertainty?
Someone please tell me—when did I turn 15?
Those walls, those gardens, those streets, those halls—
They scream nostalgia, they should remind me of my childhood,
Of the days when my heart didn’t feel heavy.
But for some reason, they stopped meaning anything to me.
Someone please tell me—when did I turn 15?
Those people who once belonged to me now belong to everyone.
Not that it hurts me—
It’s just that life feels scary
When I sometimes see myself lonely.
Someone please tell me—when did I turn 15?
Once upon a time
In a land not far away
Two people started playing
One hoped for a someday
He'd met his perfect pardner
With her he saw himself
He realized that he loved her
But kept it in on the shelf
Then one day he told her
Of a dream he'd had by chance
He played guitar, she sang a song
It was all about romance
A picnic in a meadow
A place called Lake Annecy
*He proposed to her at sunset
And there she married me*
*The part he never told her
Hallmark Christmas movie
Handsome man meets gorgeous woman
Correction.
Handsome man who is a millionaire meets gorgeous woman.
They feel an instant attraction
At least one of them is resistant
But they fall deeply in love
There is a misunderstanding
Woe is me; all is lost.
They will be going their separate ways.
In the last five minutes everything is resolved.
It is a huge happily ever after.
The plot never veers far from this scenario.
Still, I sit in my recliner with my eyes peeled to the TV
Watching three of these Hallmark movies in a row
I am a big believer in happily ever after.
reaching-out with love
discontent yet happy heart~~~
moves for caring deeds...
midst skepticism
discontentment strives toward~~~
joy's functionality...
though apathy grips
positive discontentment~~~
works for sincere mirth...
discontented glee
does persevere to triumph~~~
yielding thankful life!
a fallen star dove in the middle of the Kansas forest of fir
Landed next to a gorgeous dainty violet that quickly adopted her
I will protect you until my dying day, the violet said, all cherry and merry.
Moss scurried over to get some credit too, as did a wild strawberry.
star had never felt this loved, she blossomed almost overnight.
Many came to see this gorgeous deity, she was an awesome sight.
She soon converted into a mushroom village where faeries could dwell.
They loved being in and out of star village, feeling protected and swell.
driving with no care in the world
watching her sleep soundly until we get there
i feel Bountifully Blessed Right Here
i am wondering what i did right to deserve her
those who know me know that i am an acquired taste
i get emotional and Give Thanks to The Father above the blue skies
it is then that i become lost and reality is an unfamiliar stranger
i turn up the volume to the rare Christmas music in my mind
i drown out all that is modern movement and now time
when you are where you wanna be with who you wanna be with,
there is nothing that can properly define the feeling
i decrease the speed as i turn left on the next back road
this is when she wakes up to ask where we are
the vibe is now as happily orange as the central fun in concentration
we both then become so lost that even our sore throats are laughing at our genuine laughter
Merry Christmas To Us, and To Us A Deserving Blessing
Few couples can above flaws rise,
An average spouse on them spies,
Take each flaw— his and her—
To mix them together,
Stir and mix as to neutralize,
Then pray, count on your luck,
Unlike dew upon duck,
There’s good chance, each flaw multiplies!
_________________________ _________
Limerick, Tongue-in-cheek | 04.09.2018 | marriage
Poet’s note: Take heart, an average couple seems happily married, for, their flaws are.
her white chiffon dress swirled around his dark tuxedo
they were waltzing to the delight of their wedding guests
magical moment captured by cameras around the room
happily forever after
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