Long Godmothers Poems

Let me tell you a story . . .

     It happened long ago and once upon a time in an enchanted forest,
This is the story of Sleeping Beauty of the Woods,...

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Valeria Valdermare once was a young ballerina who coveted a pair of red ballerina shoes.  Oh! how she truly longed to grow up to become a prima ballerina!  But alas! She was last...

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Out of the mouse hole of my childhood,
made your first impression
on this sprouting brain,
enticed by the endless wonder
and entranced by the majestic splendor
of your colored two dimensional tales
that filled this void of a heart,
endings carved...

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How do you know when it's time to let go?
Should you call it a day, with nothing to show?
The love that you felt is still burning within.
Its flame flickers brightly, not wanting to end.

When only...

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Ask is love blind, or deaf or dumb, still kind.
At eleven, what hypnotizes me -
Imagining perfect, like braids entwined,
His eyes always on mine; and all is glee.
Wide smile on screen, his star-studded jumpsuit.
Sings puppy love,...

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i was fifteen
the first time a boy told me i had the grace of snow white

i was fifteen
the first time he told me i had the fierceness of merida

i was fifteen
when he told me i...

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Baptism is a Sacrament that cleanses us with original sin

Makes us children of God and heirs of heaven

Actual sins and all the punishment due to them are remitted by Baptism
The person baptized be guilty of...

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It's not like a rush of waves
Like I've read in those books
The innocent idyllic lies
Of fountain wishes and 
Written dreams and 
Patriarchal fantasies
All in illustration
Illusions? Delusions?
All the same

Damsels, dragons, the dammed,
Doesn't feel too far from...

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Scarlett thought she was promised permanent security. 
Satchels of resilience bound her fragile wrists. 
Woodland deities hailed her.
Underworld demons feared her.
The curious townsfolk simply stood in contemplation - 
Inviting epee's gleamed in their eyes 
as...

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There are no more magic wands
no magical “godmothers”
to wave them
to inspire the dreamers.

No more “threesomes” of
bears, little pigs, or billy goats.
The Little Red Hen has been replaced
By Gordon Ramsay.
Pinocchio denied his dream
of being a real...

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To the Manor Born 
 Silver Spoon in mouth
Majestic is not Majesty 
Royal courses 
Are not Princess horse drawn carridge 
With flowing white wedding train's 
They are what remain 
For the working class 
To fawn...

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SLEEPING BEAUTY AWAKENS TO FATE

Beauty shrouds its sovereign brilliance under extremes
The oppressive Black Forest of fairy tale dreams

Buried far below the palatial sunrise
Dressed in farmer’s jeans, burrs in golden nest
An orphaned princess plays, regality suppressed
Godmothers...

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MOTHERS ARE SPECIAL WOMEN
SO ARE AUNTS, GODMOTHERS, AND GRANDMAS
BECAUSE IT TAKES A VILLAGE TO RAISE A CHILD
 AND IT TAKES STRONG WOMEN TO KEEP A CHILD FROM RUNNING WILD

OTHER FAMILY MEMBERS AND FRIENDS ARE VERY...

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No one knew where Faerie Godmother lived, but we had our suspicions.
About a lady down the road whose taffeta skirts were always squish’n.
Pearls and whistles are on her clothes and she saunters when she moves.
There...

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