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I need it now! My irritating little sister was shrieking.
Her mask was not finished. The paint was still streaking.
My mother said, “It will be dry when we are ready to go”
But she kept griping and complaining. my sister, Mo.
It was Halloween of 1996. My own costume was a table.
Complete with teapot, plates, and cups, made by Grandma Mable.
I was enchanted like the Beauty and The Beast.
I was proud of my costume, it was finished at least!
There was a knock on the door. I heard someone yell Andy.
I was hoping it was my uncle with my Halloween candy.
He had promised me a Babe Ruth the other day.
If I could figure out a table costume, and here I was so hey!
It was my neighbor, the one who used to do all the car egging.
He was coming over again to do a bit of begging.
Can I borrow your scooter? He asked me. I have a costume to get.
I knew his reputation for wrecking scooters, so I said, “Just forget it!”
He left angry, but I did not care. Halloween was almost in sight.
I was too excited to eat supper, heading out into the night.
Hey! Our mother said, Be sure you take your Trick or Treat light.
I rolled my eyes, but did it, so we could get out all right.
I had not realized when I decided on my costume of enchanted table
It is difficult to get close to the trick-or-treat candy bags not really able.
The people pretty much had to choose from me, which was not so great.
I was disappointed when we came in with our loot at a quarter ‘til eight.
Fairytale
Life's a fairy tale
It seems animated
It throws itself at you
Somehow you can take it
You for a second turn into what you wanna
And you turn frozen like Elsa and
Anna
Is it not fair
Like Princess Tiana
You almost there
Cant stop the feeling
Like trolls
Living the life of a fairytale is bold
Life is a fairytale
Its your imagination
Use it well
(Repeat 1x)
Lets take it back to Alladin and Jssmine
A whole new world
Favorite romantic boy and girl
I can really see
Like Ariel im under the sea
Thank you you're welcome
Moana said
What goes beyond
You will never know
If you are scared to grow
You can have a feast
You can be Beauty and the beast
I can wish you well
Just like dragon tales
You hurt your self Ouch
Come to the big comfy couch
You can walk or run with your feet
Go down Sesame Street
You can do your best
If you see TJ at Recess
Life is full of joy
And creations
Use your imagination
Life is a fairytale
Its your imagination
Use it well
(Repeat 1x)
Bridge
I repeat you
Can do whatever you want to do
Reach back in your inner child days and dream , dream, dream ??
Life is a fairytale
Its your imagination
Use it well
(Repeat until chorus fades )
Written by Concetta Hardnett
07/05/2026
I will name you the beast, she told him, in a loving way.
He was enthralled, no one had ever claimed him this way.
He watched her walk around the room, swishing her whip.
She cracked it loudly, he tried not to flinch. I am your master.
A combination of fear and delight entered his soul.
He could feel it traveling up his loins. He sat back and admired her.
He had never been owned before; he decided he might like it.
Put this on, she said, handing him a lion mask with a full mane.
He stared at the tiny beauty, wondering what she was going to do.
Her lips turned up in an all-knowing style; she was sensual, this one.
You are not to ask questions, she told him, just put on the costume.
When his mother had set him up with a librarian, he never expected this!
Bit by bit you built this in your head.
Take me where the angels are and fix me piece by piece.
I want to feel my stars align again.
Baby you can call the bluff, I'll play the cards.
Take everything i know you'll break
You made those promises, don't take em back now.
Own up to your bull, it's about that time.
Break my bones, just leave my spirit alone.
I guess you're really just a demon.
You just want to do the reverse exorcism.
You're just trying to give me the mark.
Call me crazy.
Trust isn't real.
Forgiveness isn't real.
Nothing is real.
You aren't real.
Who would've thought love could paralyze.
Life has shattered my hopes and my dreams.
Star crossed lovers.
Literally beauty and the beast.
Even through the torture, it's the longest goodbye.
We belong together in the flames.
Not a trace left to be found.
We can't go back though you're waiting.
{To be sung to the tune of "Beauty and the Beast" from the same musical}
Dinner bells, they chime
Calling out to me
Today's dish depends
On the market trends
I do feel hungry
Nothing's out of range
Yummy smells slow tease
Food's meant to be shared
So my mom declared
"Let's enjoy this feast"
What a tasty treat
What a spicy mix
What luscious meat
What a dessert sweet
What delicious fix
What a tasty treat
What a spicy mix
What luscious meat
What a dessert sweet
What delicious fix
Little bit of thyme
In your bowl of soup
I'm already hooked
Finding you can cook
Add another scoop
Certain as this bread
(Certain as this bread)
Rising from the yeast
Dinner bells, they chime
Eating ain't a crime
"Let's enjoy this feast"
Dinner bells, they chime
Eating ain't a crime
"Let's enjoy this feast"
"Let's enjoy this feast"
"Let's enjoy this feast"
21st March 2022
The Beast: The smoke is in the opposite direction of me . ..... .. .
When I look at myself in the cracked mirror,
At first glance, I'm hideous as hell on Mount Everest! I’m not looking my best
Enraged out of all control
Sorry for discouraging myself in front of you –
At least I’m not head over heels over myself and my looks, which could crack any mirror that reflects my every revolting feature –
My body, my face, my everything!
The Beauty (Belle): Don’t talk that way, you modest, negative Beast!
The sweet aroma of flower blossoms is heading my direction!
I’m thrilled to have you and I sharing our affection, healing my infection in my heart – you saved me from the guy with a muscular and hairy body by the name of Gaston!
Thanks for allowing me to go the opposite direction!
He said weird, flirtatious things that made me speechless, yet uncomfortable
I'm beautiful now! Thanks for this gift of such a precious dress! I must confess I fell in love with it!
Everything works out in the end, even if I go through obstacles again and again –
You’re always there, my most beloved, furry friend!
Let’s run an errand…shall we do so? I don’t mean to offend!
The Beast: Teach me how to read!
I need to be taught good manners, especially at the table as you saw my poor manners last night at the dinner table!
Teach me to have a good way of living by being a proper, gentle, kindhearted, intelligent, and independent human being like you…
I bet you and I will have a good future spent with each other…
I know I was mean and cruel, but I’ve changed for the better just for your sake!
Can you join me for dinner!
The Beauty (Bell): Sure. Why not?
The Beast: *in his head* I think we’re meant to be with each other forevermore!
The Beauty (Belle): *in her head* You’re the one that I cherish and adore – just like reading a new, enchanting series…I can’t help, but fall victim to your well-spoken words and I’ve read books that were a similar genre to you, however, they weren’t as well-written, wondrous, and wonderful like yours.
Belle: Can you help me with my chores, my darling Beast?
The Beast: Sure! I’ll do anything for you! I’d transform into a human…all for you, sweetheart…..
For better or for worst; For good or for bad.
In sickness or in health; In riches or poverty.
In good days and bad,
When he has made you sad.
When she drives you mad;
And nothing makes you glad.
To have and to hold,
In the heat and in the cold.
From when we are young until we grow old;
Never to fold no matter what we’ve been told.
When you think that speaking is a must.
When you bite your tongue to avoid a fuss.
When he is cold as ice;
And she is hot as fire.
When he is looking old;
And she is not.
When you have money to buy a lot;
Or when you must keep what you’ve got.
Committed to the beauty and the beast;
When it’s pretty or when it’s ugly.
When you are thin;
Or when you are fat
When you are as loud as a dog;
Or when you are as quiet as a cat.
When your words are few because no one cares about your point of view.
And when your opinion is right,
and you still must sit and stew.
When you speak up to be heard;
Or when you are quiet as a mouse.
When the home you dearly love
has turned into just another house.
When the house is cold inside,
And it’s not just you.
When words like honey, sugar, and sweetie pie no longer seem due.
When you fight, have fits, and want to quit;
That’s about the time to get a clue 02022007 cj PS
There is delicate balance
That must dictate my life
I try to stay in the middle
And keep away from strife
The balance must be right
Or misery ensues
I’m either in euphoria
Or dealing with the blues
There is a delicate balance
Between…..
Beauty and the Beast
famine and the feast
darkness and the light
weakness and might
Don’t plunge me in despair
And not even care
That the balance is disturbed
And you’ve left me perturbed
How long will it take?
To get the balance straight?
Between love and hate
The sinner and saint
The good and the bad
The happy and sad
The sane and insane
The sun and the rain
Tread softly
Think twice
Consider the price………….
You may have to pay
I know what I say…..
There is a balance
A delicate delicate balance
Inside my troubled mind!
Form:
I lived at a time, in my personal opinion, when the men in my culture were not the brightest. They preferred boys over girls but used the females to give birth to their pride and joy, their greatest delight. It was not enough to be less desirable in gender, but females had to compete with other females.
The Biblical record indicates that I gave birth to Jacob's only daughter Dinah and six of his twelve sons. My mother's name is not recorded, but you know me as Laban's daughter and Rachel's sister. My name is not as common as 'Mary or Martha' but perhaps you know someone name Leah. If you do, then you will not mind taking the time to read about me, a lady name Leah.
Case in point. Rachel was my younger sister, and the two of us were given in marriage to the same man. I never held it against her as it was no fault of her own, but because of her beauty, I was not loved by our husband as was Rachel. In a sense, our drama was another form of the beauty and the beast. In other words, my sister was respected and appreciated, but I felt being taken along for the feast. Can you imagine how I felt that first wedding night when Jacob discovered that I was not Rachel? That's right. I was used as a ruse by my father and rejected by my husband. Some things can only be healed by God.
God saw that I was not loved and over time, he moved lovingly on my behalf. There might be a natural principle that says, "Hurt people hurt other people", but there is a higher principle that enables hurt people to heal hurt people. One can rise above 'that loveless feeling', that casted life of both parental and marital abuse. Sometimes we are categorized and treated as the 'least of these', but God sees us differently and allows us to rise like yeast. I was loved by God more than any parent or husband ever could.
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SLIDING
i slid shy
through childhood
hardly speaking
in kindergarten
building blocks
painting
sipping milk
eating graham crackers
was there nothing else?
first grade found me
a best friend
chasing each other
around penguins
bowing knees, praying
at some point i hide
behind awful glasses
now i can see too far
the crush two years older
passes the classroom door
and i slide
under the desk
in sixth, they announce our names
me and my brother
we slide to the next city
and to another Catholic school
one more year
before we beg
our parents to leave the parochial border
a little naughty in eighth
as i skate
and skip one class
just a dip, merely a dent
it was my favorite year
loved my history teacher
first time i fell in love
not with the man
with the subject
and i made the honor roll
let me say
when i returned to high school
one year later
I didn’t miss it
didn’t miss the clamor
the steep wind
that moves through the halls
i enjoyed my freedom
to test the waters
then took a sail
as a sailor
finding me a man
of valor,
as we both slid through torrential waters
endured the sanding of our souls
polishing the shy beauty and the beast
our wrinkles secure
anchored down
wisdom entrenched
slippery sliding on the deck
getting wet
raining tears laughing
i don’t need a coat
umbrella or hat
i let happiness slide in
11/29/2018