Brian Taylor

(England)

CINDERELLA'S SHOES


The ugly sister, Alice,
glared at the mirror with reflected malice;
gave a grin
and blew a bubble;
stroked the stubble
on her chin
and simpered, in unbridled bliss,
'What a charmer I iss! '
adding, with a grimace,
'Who's the prettier, glass face? '

'Cinderella!
Cinderella. Cinderella. Cinderella.
Cinderella. Cinderella.'
The mirror twinkled a little wintry.
'Cinderella. Cinderella....'

The tiny fragments of splintery
glass were swept up by footman Fred.
'What a wolatile woman! ' Fred said.
'A weally, wolatile woman! '

An officer guarded the small glass slipper,
passport to a prince and palace.
(But not for Alice.)

She squeezed and pressed and sqealed and swore
and gave a most almighty roar.

More fragments of splintering glass
were swept up by footman Fred.
'What a woracious woman! ' Fred said.
'A most woracious woman! '

Cinderella slipped easily into the other shoe,
was whisked off in a guilded carriage
to a brave new world where her goodness drew
her, to liveried servants and a royal marriage!

And Alice?
She stumbled her bloody way
to a fate far worse than death.
To a tiny cell with walls of mirrors.
Unbreakable, bullet proof, everlasting glass!

(From Blondin & Other Poems)

Submitted: Friday, November 28, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, April 16, 2013

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  • Heather Wilkins (5/30/2013 3:51:00 PM)

    poor cindrella was treated so badly by the wicked sisters, but in the end did she ever shine. Yes she did. lovely write (Report) Reply

  • Sidi Mahtrow (11/29/2008 7:21:00 AM)

    Dorothy sat and wondered
    If this was the place to be
    For just a short time earlier
    It was Toto and she
    Who had missed the flight to England
    And landed in this mess
    Where lads and ladies had
    A peculiar way to dress,
    And smoke and mirrors
    Were delivered by the press.

    Those shoes that others wanted
    Seemed just right for her
    And so through the looking glass
    She stepped and once again
    Was in
    (take a guess)

    __________.

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