Marieta Maglas

Gold Star - 9,629 Points (19-05-1964 / Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania)

Snow-White (Part 3) - Poem by Marieta Maglas

She entered to lay in a bed and to sleep, but she was feeling as a bandit.
She was shaking being so cold, but she couldn't move under the blanket.
Drifting illusions rolled on her dreams to nothing else but a dying trance,
The breadth of her mind stopped for a second to wish any other chance.

In his vision, the prince saw her dancing so gracefully and being alone.
As an angel was the princess Snow White as the heaven was her home.
The next day, he seemingly heard her again singing in the early dawn,
Her reflection on the water he touched, but she was suddenly gone.

That house belonged to seven dwarfs working in a diamond mine.
Having some mine flowers inside, their home had a special shine.
She drank wine and ate vegetables from each cup and each plate,
The dwarfs returned home and lit their candles wanting to recreate.

They approached their candles to that bed to clearly see Snow-White.
'Good heaven! ', 'She is so beautiful! ' They loudly exclaimed in the night.
She told them about her story and her desperate search for a new home,
They asked her to clean their house, they told her to avoid the wood to roam.

The old dwarf was the Smiley, the one they could really smile back to...
The youngest dwarf was called the Lier, because he couldn't say any true...
She wanted to be brave in the face of what was feared, fastidious and fateful,
She could play and dance with her friends and she was really grateful.

She asked the little Sleepy, ''Are you aware that you are talking always in your sleep? ''
''Don't say that! ' He replied, 'You should know that your confidence I'll keep! '
She said and asked the Painter, ''Paint me the mine with your deepest emotion! ''
The Singer composed for Snow White a sweet serenade to set her in motion.

‘'Mirror, on the wall, who in this land is fairest of all? '' Queen wanted to know.
‘'You, my queen, are fair; it is true, '' replied the bad mirror through its glow.
''But beyond the seven mountains, in the dwarfs' house, Little Snow-White
Is a thousand times fairer than you, moreover, her future is extremely bright! '

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 1, 2013

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