Monday Feature: Sleeping Beauty by Michaela Kahn

Sleeping Beauty – A fairy tale poem

Once upon a time
a girl decided
to go to sleep.

The thorns were
her idea —
they shelter her,
keep her safe
from waking.

Some summers as a child
I would sleep
as if sleep was running uphill,
wake sweating and exhausted,
but always longing to
return.

When she has a fever
she dreams she is piecing
a puzzle.
She must sort and resort
over and over
and the pieces never fit.
She can almost see what the image should be
but never clear enough
to name it.

A few years on
she dreams of a prince.
In the dream she reaches out
to touch his face
and finds the skin
slipping, sloughing.
Beneath she finds
a mirror.

She turns, and falls deeper.

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About Miriam Sagan

I'm blogging about poetry, land art, haiku, women artists, road trips, and Baba Yaga at Miriam's Well (https://miriamswell.wordpress.com). The well is ALWAYS looking to publish poetry on our themes, sudden fiction, and guest bloggers and musers.

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