Cinderella

The topic was prompted by a friend. This is my take on the well-known fairytale.

An orphaned heart is a wintry fortress

Where nobility is reduced to servitude,

To shuffle barefoot dressed in rags.

When her masters’ watchful eyes

Give way to sleep, and their calculating

Minds ruminate on mundane dreams,

From the flickering light of a candle

She conjures her own nocturnal fairytale.

Shaking the dust of everydays from

The folds of her mind, she dresses in a

Moonlight gown, and crowns herself with

Myriad sparkling stars to claim her prize:

“Love, love, unbound, and audacious!” she cries.

The magic breaks at the first touch of morning light

That dances on the wet grass, but till then

It’s a wonder to behold her nakedness,

Pure and transparent as glass.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Hello Laz. Cinderella, one of my favourite fairy tales in my younger years. Loved the Disney movie too, so it was a pleasure to be reminded. Of course, the glass slippers ensured a happy ending and Cinders ended up with her Prince much to the annoyance of her envious stepsisters.Your lines here encapture the whole spirit of the story and the many emotions within that tale. So very nicely composed and a pleasure to read. Great visuals too. Thank you.

Chris

Chrus

[Laz K.]

Thank you, Chris/Chrus. I struggled with this one, as it's not a subject I'd normally write about, but maybe because of that, it was exciting to watch it unfold. I hope I just hope I didn't corrupt the original narrative too much with my twisted mind. :)

[Chris Shaw]

Ha, excuse my Chris/Chrus. I am still half asleep and not yet out of bed. I assure you, that if your mind is twisted, it didn't show :)))

[Lola Voyage]

Well Cinderella was really a witch in the original darker tale so i find it very appropriate to talk about her dancing in the moonlight and " conjuring" her own fairytale. I do love stories about witches and magic.

[Lorry]

She conjures her own nocturnal fairytale. This is fantastic Laz, taking such a well known tale and immersing yourself in her reality, feeling what she feels and lives, dreaming dreams of the starved, where even a cracker would feel like a banquet, to someone who doesn't have much, but hope and dreams to keep them going.
Dream on. 😊

[Patricia]

The opening line is an attention grabber and it only gets better from there. A creative look into an old tale that is so much better! Great writing Laz!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

An interesting and provocative glimpse into the Cinderella world where she imagines herself something more and becomes it. Maybe love will melt that wintry fortress. It worked for Elsa, right? I enjoyed your poem.

[Delmar Cooper]

Way better than that milksop Disney stuff. This Cindy has some heat in her embers.

[John the Baptist]

I think the Cinderella story functions much like a myth, telling us something about human consciousness. Spirit may seem to be stranded in dreary surroundings on the conscious level, but at night, which stands for the deeper levels of mind, it is free to be its true self, unrestrained by conditions.

[Nick Lee]

I love the way this makes me see the story Cinderella in a different way. This is a great poem.

[Writergurl]

Wow, this is really awesome, I loved this write....
awesome

[Patricia Wedel]

Wow... after watching "Happy Everafter with Drew Barrymore... your Poetry is similar and the Butterfly Dress worn by Cinderella is truly as Transparent. You are the fairy Godfather without doubt. Magically, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Lady Godiva meets Cinderella in her dreams...
those have calculate their wealth and power,
those who have not dust themselves off each day
trying to find one pristine moment of wearing that crown of having.
But midnight comes in the morning as she wakes...
and she is aware of herself only having the bare necessities
and being under his thumb.
Even in my old age, Cinderella is one of my two favorite fairy tales... the other is Rapunzel ....
and that great Hair....
You are such a good writer, Laz.
creative.
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful story you woven Laz in the poetry. In so few words, you create a complete tale. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote