Poems About: CINDERELLA
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349.a magical moment in time
the rain was heavy the sky was dark
yet as i stared into your eyes i
was enchanted, as the skys thundered
your eyes lit up with a blue so read more »sandra geisell
my prince has arived to take me away
a miracle he says is on way
in my heart i wished for this day
but in my mind i would always say read more »sandra geisell
351.Dos besos (a brief love story)
The morning sun warmed the dew
from the opening rosebud;
a bee visited the fragrant heart of the rose; read more »Paul Hansford
The lamp that stands beside the crib
Is not yet lighted to warm the gloom
Of the blueish, opaque light falling read more »Jose Asuncion Silva
To explain hysteria and discontent within a female, I point to the fables.
Filled with magical ways to become instantly loved, solid, safe and able.
What shite have we told, what poppycock sold,
Flipping the pages of fairy tales, countless times told. read more »Princess LilyPad
MY heart yearns for a blissful dance;
Like of those of the Cinderella on the corridors of love-
Smiling to the light of ecstasy. read more »Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson
355.Esoteric: Astrogenetic Family, Fear Myself, Atilla
Loving my Astrogenetic Family
My gypsy brother is Aries
the word ‘consideration’ is unknown to him, read more »Margaret Alice
Can a cat catch cold? Certain cats certainly can. Clumsy cats can. Can a cow chew their cud? Cows can certainly chew the cud. Can a cowardly crow caw? A cat can’t cow or cackle like a chicken or cock. Cowardly crows can caw but not cluck like a chicken can. A cheetah is a cunning cat and certainly can catch cold, a crow, cunning cats and certain canines. Call a cat and the cat comes. The cat circles, curls and canoodles. Cheetahs can’t canoodle.
As the cock crowed, a cunning cat climbed into a cave, crawled, circled and calmly curled in a close-knit clump. read more »Ben Gieske
357.Cinderella’s Slipper Trail
Now Cinderella had lost her fella; this-, of course, was her unfaithful dad.
Many bad things can happen, in life, without a 'family launching pad.'
Those dreaded wicked step-kin, sadly came in, bossing her night-and-day.
Still, she had good memories and serenely read 'her rainy days away.' read more »ArmourQuill Hunter
Dancing prancing albino ponies
dance to the cap-gun crackle
of the lightening leather whip. read more »Bob Genevro
359.By the bank of the river
Nestled in the valley of hope
Down by the river of dreams
A beautiful girl with silvery hair
Ponders her future, unpicking the seams read more »Michelle Tiddy
You say he broke your heart and you can’t go on?
You cry all day and night until you think you’re going to drown?
Well, stop your sniffling sister,
It’s no ones fault but yours. read more »Candy Kelly