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The Princess and the Goblin
By dark_sister
I am the princess.
You live in the bottom of a deep, dark well.
I heard you whispering one day,
as I passed by,
all dark and vibrant and shuddering with
a need for mystery.
I knelt at the cusp of damp stones.
I inhaled the scent of secrets.
I could not understand your hushed tones.
I wrote a note on gilded paper,
and watched it flutter down into the blackness.
Every day I come for you.
Every day new words sketched out
on shimmering parchment.
I never know what you think,
for your language is not my own,
and you have no way
to give words back to me.
Soon I shall drop my golden ball
and listen closely for the splash,
just to see how far away you truly are.
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Copyright 2003 dark_sister
Published on Monday, June 2, 2003.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "The Princess and the Goblin"
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A former member wrote:
I agree with moony. You have perfectly encapsulated the mythical and fantastic wonderment of the inspiration for this piece. You do tribute wonderfully.--Draven.
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A former member wrote:
I remember watching the movie the when I was a kid the princess and the goblin and loving it from day one. I still have that movie and this just brings it all back. lovely.
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A former member wrote:
Speachless. I have read much of your poetry and that is the only word that comes to mind for all of them. I am simply, speachless.
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A former member wrote:
I like it an interesting look on having a barrier between you and another
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On Thursday, July 3, 2003, Stranger
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wrote:
Unfreaking believable. Why has no commented on these. This is a masterpiece.
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