"Schneewittchen" by Alexander Zick‘The Discovery’ by Rebeca Parrott The Society May 29, 2017 Culture, Poetry 3 Comments “She vanished to the wood,” they said. “Forget her—that strange and sickly child.” A child? Your face was no more childish than mine. And yet not a proper prospect. The Queen defiled my kingdom’s sight who saw you as a waif with reddest lips and whitish skin, no queen for future king. And so I wished you a safe escape and returned alone. The woods, once green, had turned grey without you. Then, by a silver lake I found you midst the summer ferns, encased in glass and gold, asleep in Nature’s wake. Serene you slept with starry ribbons laced around your night-sky hair. Could I end this? I have no magic potion, just a kiss. Rebeca Parrott is a poet living in Virginia. She has upcoming work appearing in Applause Literary Journal and Peacock Journal. Related Post Shen Yun Review: ‘A Holiday Sonnet’ by Evan Mant... When Santa’s sleigh took to the sky, He saw a wonder by him fly: A Chinese Fairy dance on clouds And point to where there gathered crowds... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail 3 Responses Dona Fox May 29, 2017 A favorite. Thank you. Reply Bosthoon May 29, 2017 Wonderfilling, I expect more great things. B Reply David Hollywood May 31, 2017 Melancholy, but beautifully romantic and yearning. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.