Faerie Tayle Karnival Poem by R K Summers

Weeping Sleeping Beauty
Lies on a bed of thorns
Dreams of a poison kiss to wake her
From her pillow of ruin

Is she asleep or is she dead?
Are her arms bound by a silver thread?
Does she tremble like a little child?
Or sing with the tremor of a broken smile?

Frightening Snow White
Bites the apple of Eden
And begins to drown inside
Tied the corsets strings too tight

Blinding white and ebony black
Conquering the less beaten track
An axe arose to break her heart
Tormented and tore her apart

Malice’s Wonderland
A place of fantasies and terror
Follows the little white rabbit
To a place where death stalks them

There’s no escape when the lights go out
Face the queen and beat the doubt
A path with no end and a smile with no face
Hearts and daggers captured the grace

Dead Red Riding Hood
Fighting for her family’s name
The eye of the wolf pierces the dark
In the midnight moonlight arena

What big eyes, big ears, big teeth
She can see what hides beneath
Will the hunter come to save her skin?
Before that wolf yields to the hunger within

In the Faerie Tayle Karnival
How can you stay sane?
Locked away by flowers and ribbons
Where cruelty and madness reign.