Princess

Composed 4/25/13
Description: Something I’ve been wanting to write for awhile, but the words didn’t come until today. I suppose my trip back to fantasy earlier today inspired the metaphor I needed.

She’s a princess
With pink rosebuds woven in
Golden sea waves
That lap against
Bleached white shores
Adorned with jewels
That sparkle in the
Dark colors of night

She’s like sugar but
No one doubts her spice
She’s the music and passion
Of an approaching storm
The lightness and laughter
Of a gentle rain
And her laughter echoes
Off the mountains
And smiles come to those
Listening in the valley

But she’s cursed
A dragon lives within her
And possesses her at night
It scratches at her arms
Trying to escape
It burns her with its breath when
It doesn’t get its way

It fears her potential
The hope she brings
To her people
The power she has to rule

And no knight can slay it
No potion can kill it
It’s a demon she must fight on her own
But the progress she makes in the morning
Reverses when it appears at night

But I don’t know who the hero is
In this story
Who’s the one
Who’s meant to save her?
Recently I’ve been wondering
If it’s me
But what can I,
A lowly peasant, do
To save a cursed princess?

Only the power
Of one greater than I
Could inspire such
A needed miracle

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5 thoughts on “Princess

  1. I read this from the perspective of a warrior to the rescue even before that aspect came up toward the end. My question would be does the warrior/author not put effort into saving the princess? Even if the ‘warrior’ is a ‘lowly peasant,’ do you not help her even though she needs it, just because you don’t think you have enough? I feel like the message isn’t finished, simply because one with such passion and understanding for the princess as is portrayed in the poem I do not think would abandon her or leave her to someone else to save her. Just what my brain sparked by the end.

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    1. When I wrote this I thought of it taking place at the beginning of the “story.” So the “warrior,” who may have known the princess for awhile and knew the light, beautiful side of her well, only just recently stumbled into the fact that she was cursed… And so, here is the warrior, faced with this troubling new information, deliberating. Of course, I imagine the warrior will take action; right now he is just deciding if he should and WHAT he should do if he does. It’s not a straightforward, simple quest. A lot of her recovery is in her hands; the warrior would just be an aid.

      The last verse is important as well; it contains a religious connotation. That is, the warrior is relying on a higher power to guide him in a correct course of action.

      So I guess it’s NOT finished; these are just the first thoughts, the first step in deciding what to do, how to help.

      Hope that makes sense. Thank you so much for your thoughts!

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      1. I can totally see that in this. I thought that last piece was a religious quip, but I didn’t want to assume out loud. :) Sometimes getting into that subject can get hairy (my blog does quite a bit of that). I’d just say that the way it is worded makes it seem like the warrior is giving up. Again, since it may not be finished, that feel will likely change as the poem grows. I’m looking forward to seeing more stages of this piece. :)

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        1. As this poem is based on events in my life to some extent, rather than adding to this poem, there will likely be further pieces on this subject as things develop. Of course, if it seems appropriate/fitting to add to this piece later on, I have no objections to that either…

          We’ll just see what inspiration strikes, I guess!

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          1. Sounds awesome! I actually just wrote a poem today I think will be continued in a separate one tomorrow. So long as I remember that’s what I was planning on doing. XD

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