My Hopes, Memories and Dreams

This is NOT my Fairy Tale !

Where are you Prince Charming?
princessWhere did you go?
Once so gallant and true…
You slayed the dragon
You rescued the damsel
She handed you the power
to conquer your kingdom

Together you basked in the glow
of new beginnings
Great expectations…
Adorned in your armour,
You brandished your sword

For a time the Princess’ ambition
Outshone her reality
But as the pages turned
The castle walls began to crumble

No compromise, realistically possible
Loss, inevitable.
The Princess’ trust was severely tested
Sweet realisation…
This Urban Cinderalla would not have her ending

As she struggles to re-write the remaining chapters
Facing up to her life …
One like nothing she’d dreamt of
Now both Queen and King to her children
Never, ever did she imagine
Prince Charming would morph into the Beast.


8 responses

  1. efusjonjcy

    Hello Colleen,
    Sounds like a poem without yet a happy ending, that should have already had one. Hope to whomever it applies, that a happy ending will come. Shattered dreams are often hard to pick up after, but not impossible.

    July 18, 2009 at 3:41 pm

    • Hi,

      Well the Princess is feeling more empowered these days and knows she no longer needs to rely on a Prince for her happiness…so that’s a start! She just wishes the Beast would join the other Trolls under the bridge where he belongs and let her get on with creating the new chapters !

      Thanks for stopping by !


      July 19, 2009 at 2:05 am

  2. Forrester McLeod

    Or maybe you’ll get uber lucky and he’ll be like the trolls in “The Hobbit” and turn to stone, never to bother you again.

    I loved your line: “Sweet realisation…”

    Reminds me, for whatever reason! of the way Joseph Campbell broke down the four parts of the word “OM” or “AUM”

    1. AAAA-birth
    2. ooooo-coming into being
    4. silence between the sounds. that begins and ends everything.

    Knowing that disillusionment, or as you wonderfully put it, “Sweet realisation…” is a part of a highly spiritual dance helps me greatly. That you call it “Sweet” rocks!!!

    Thanks So Much!!! 🙂

    July 19, 2009 at 2:30 am

    • Hi Forrester,

      Thanks for your comment. And thanks for the inspiration….I will keep on to the tune of “AUM” !

      July 19, 2009 at 3:24 am

  3. Jack

    Hey Colleen,
    It’s Jack….again. I don’t know really what to say, I think everyone’s got their little real life nightmare..but in every night mare there’s a shard of light, it may not seem as such, but if you look hard enough, it’s there, whatever yours is I hope you find it, just don’t give up, God only knows if I find mine, maybe i’m just some emotional 15 year old saying “Life’s to hard” but maybe I’m not, either way I couldn’t really care less, I just thought I might leave some sort of message to someone who gives a minute amount of a shit for me, I guess my mum does but she works to much, whatever. Oh yeah, the inspection went well, they don’t want it, thank god. In other news my dad has accused me of smoking marijuanna or something, I was to furious at the time to listen to a word he had to say so whatever, but yeah, more fun fun, he’s such a F***ing idiot sometimes, I swear to god if he doesn’t kill me I’ll murder him. Sorry for saying all this, I guess I got carried away, whatever, atleast I have 1 cool parent out of the 3 (you), so I guess, in a way, this kind of a thankyou for looking after me all those time and letting me go out with your daughter, who means the world to me. Anyway, I know the crisis your going through and let me know if there is anything I can do for you or for the girls, it’d be the least I could do after everything you have done for me. So may I say in all sincerity, Thankyou……mum?.

    July 22, 2009 at 11:41 am

  4. Oh Jack ! You made me cry ! Thank you for your lovely words. I know we are both strong people who will triumph despite other people’s pettiness. This is just the challenge of life I guess…to sort the flowers from the weeds..(haha..not that sort of weed !!!). Your’re most welcome to be part of our family. x

    July 23, 2009 at 3:18 am

  5. hmmmm… this is yet another classic example of why I think they should stop pumping little girls heads full of those fairytales…. It’s very disillusioning, indeed, when they don’t work out…

    I did love this poem… and, although it had a sad ending… and is of a sad topic.. I can tell you are healing and on your path to create your own happy ending. Good for you. =)

    August 1, 2009 at 1:10 am

    • Hi Samantha,

      Yes I have been very mindful not to fill the heads of my own daughters with such “fluff” ! And yes, thank you..I am on the healing journey but it is amazing how hard it is at times to shake the desire for the fairytale ending..Prince and all !

      August 1, 2009 at 1:20 am

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