Watching and waiting from the depths of the pond,
The water a green, murky hue,
Out on the banks is a girl, so fair,
Playing with a small, golden ball...
The yearning inside for freedom and life,
Breaks free and an evil plan forms,
And the small, little creature awakes from his slumber...
Waiting for Princess to make a small blunder...
And so the ball is left, left on the riverside,
And there is your chance beckoning,
So crawling disgustingly over the grass,
You drag the ball back to your lair...
And just as you guess,
Little Miss Princess,
Comes back to the river at dawn,
Searching and searching for her little ball,
Where, oh where has it gone?
And you feel such a chuckle, a snigger and a laugh,
And bubbles erupt on the surface,
The little girl turns and looks into the pond,
To see your dark yellow eyes...
The fear and confusion freeze on her face,
As she sees the little golden ball,
So she reaches down into the water,
Hearing, and answering, your call...
Your slimy hands catch her,
And the laughter erupts,
You drop the small ball, and it drifts out of sight,
As the Princess and you are cast in a light.
Her cries are unheard, the transformation begins,
Soon, it is not you who are ugly,
You climb from the water, not even wet,
Brushing yourself off quite smugly.
Now down in the depths,
The little girl lies,
Waiting for her chance,
Her small, yellow eyes...
While up in the castle, high on the hill,
There is a Prince, instead of a daughter.
His eyes gleaming happily, a frightening yellow...
The poor little Princess is forgotten...
Author notes
A slightly darker tale, based on the Frog Prince.
this was surprisingly fun to write . If it isn't obvious enough in the poem, instead of happily ever after, the Frog thing switches with the princess.
A contest entry
- Twisted Fairy Tales by KayJay.
700 points, ended March 26, 2008, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Hi..
What an imaginative and well told story. I am very impressed with this entry and the mind that came up with it. Congratulations on the recognition and thank you for participating... I look forward to reading more of you work.
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WOW! Pure genius! The twits gave me goose-bumps, and the way you wrote it suggests, in my head, an authentic ballad that one would sing around the fire. But how horrifying and dark it is! Yet, somehow, and this may be the result of my sick brain, I have grown quite fond of the treacherous prince, and how he escaped his murky tomb. Brilliant choice of plot and I wish you great luck in the contest!
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thanks!!!
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