Hey Rain! These are both really nice poems here - I like the play on words and these precise, specific images of the stereotypical "sweet/perfect" princess type, or the tea party. Both are short, but interesting little look-ins to the fairy tale world. Really nice start!
name: key/string/perks pronouns: she/her/hers and they/them/theirs
novel: the clocktower (camp nano apr 24) poetry: the beauty of the untold (napo 2024)
if i wished upon this glossy moonlight, the blue fairy would arrive. (she will wear a blue-petal dress that sparkles with the moon, a glimmer in her eyes, and two sky slippers to match). she would ask me what i wish for and i would tell her i wished for something better.
the wishes through tunnels, the wishes on trees, wishes on lashes and dandelions
my wish is always the same, but this time the blue fairy grants it for me; too good to be true, magic in my veins.
too good to be true
“Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don't always like.”
This came out a bit different than I had intended it to, but I'm not mad about the result ?? The band aid box/colored pencils thing actually was an actual study done to test "theory of mind" in developmental psychology. Check it out here if you want: https://harddrivingtigers.weebly.com/th ... -mind.html.
vii. theory of mind
this band aid box has colored pencils in it, with every color except the that light green that I need to finish coloring in the song of the birds.
birdsong, lovesong quietsong, prettysong
this band aid box has colored pencils in it, and when I shake it it rattles to the tune of a songbird’s birdsong.
prettysong, quietsong lovesong, birdsong
this band aid box has colored pencils in it, blue for the bluebird and yellow for the tune but no light green for the song of the birds (the beautiful birdsong).
“Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don't always like.”
That princess has curled hair, bouncy and sleek and doe-like eyes and perfectly rounded nails painted over in a pastel purple.
Her cuticles are trimmed and her nails aren’t cracked or stubbed or chipped or succumbed to nail biting.
She has the kind of fingers you notice just because they’re pretty; slender and thin and nails painted in a pastel purple; fingers that curl over a teacup so daintily.
Alone, she picks at hangnails until they bleed, flakes off freshly painted nail polish, and anxiously bites her nails.
But of course, the very next day her slender fingers are covered in oils and lotions and massaged until they’re as soft as the velvet of the royal throne, painted over once again in a pastel purple, and ignored until the princess is alone once again.
“Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don't always like.”
Hey EternalRain! Nice work so far on your first ever NaPo! I hope you're enjoying it
I like the fairytale theme you're running with here. I think (ii) is probably my favourite so far, but I also really like this bit:
my desperation lies somewhere between a pumpkin carriage and glass slippers.
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