The UnLegend Of SideWaysSleepingBeauty~A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPoleWould you believe it happened in Michigan of all the Underlands? The toddler was a pea pod pixie of a pollen dream though she was very clever in her human disguise bouncing upon mother’s knee as the Carnival unfurled its curtains looking properly affrighted as all wee ones should at the approach of massive elephants wearing Dixie cup hats sporting rambunctious clowns on their backs; she could barely contain the glitter inside her cheeks that tickled to explode with laughter but, as I said, she was clever and managed to suck the sparklies down into her abdomen where they turned into butterflies whispering universal truths along her neural pathways with fluttering wings Still don’t believe it happened in Michigan, Brighton, to be exact? Elephant one, who detested being named Wally saw the magik girl instantly and much to the protestations of the clown he unceremoniously tossed into a pool of pink poodles doing somersaults ambled up to her and trunk to nose, said “I give you the gift of naming magik wherever your footsies take you.”’; cross eyed pixie in intense focus pulled Wally's ear and whispered sideways around the bend of everydays so only he could hear her “I name you Dumbo.” and sent the newly christened Dumbo off to Disney Land Michigan is a magik place, I tell you with fairies sprouting all over the place Next came the saddest clown of all the Underlands who had foolishly dropped out of High School to invest more time in his meth lab unfortunately enchanted places don’t go for that kind of nonsense and pushed a police cruiser off a side road straight into the sad clown’s druggie tent spoiling a few thousand dollars worth of truly hard labor and all the saddest clown got was two years in a juvenile detention center and afterwards, a job with the Carnival; well, the saddest clown, in quite an impressive handstand, palmed up to magik girl and spoke thusly “I give you the gift of mending broken people.” and again she bent the atoms in the air to make their own private bubble, and said “Poof, you are Charlie Sheen!” and sent him off to some good years and a wicked scandal neither could see just yet Brighton hiccupped the day she was born, and the Underlands would never be the same The finale! the Carnival wrapped in Tom Waits music cymbals, drums, gravelly conductor crooning a raven on his top hat, announcing Her the woman who spread red curtains aside on fluted stilts her bones whispered into the arena twelve feet high straight to pixelated pixie girl covered in pollen magik low she bent from narrow waist emerald eyes encased in feather lashes sweeping, she sang “I give you the gift of pouring ink the gift of bleeding onyx your words may one day bless the world redraw it through harmonics twiddle fingers dipping quill into the inkwell of deep will.” and then . . . . the Kiss for SidewaysSleeping Beauty’s sparkly forehead right on the lid of her third eye awakening the deepest Dreamer from a thousand year slumber And, would you believe, it happened in Brighton, Michigan of all the Underlands . . . . © 2011 NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPoleAuthor's Note
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Added on June 9, 2011Last Updated on June 9, 2011 Tags: poetry, selene skye, kelsie stark, dreamaginings, rethreading the tapestry, one dreamer, at a time, surreality AuthorNoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPoleAsIf, Trippy Cottontail, JapanAboutVictoriaSelene Skye Deme Author of. . . . ~CrowWoman & MudGirl~ ~Eve's Rib~Jezebel's Hips~ ~The Raspberry Girl~ ~Girls With red Hair On Cherry Cadillacs With Bushido Swords~ ~From The Gutte.. more..Writing
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