In Grimm’s Attic

Fairytales dwell in brass

Caught between a pink silk sheet

And the mermaid Queen’s looking glass.

Though we seek to harass

Secrets in fields of golden wheat

Fairytales dwell in brass.

A silver river we pass

Haunted by echoes of a single hoofbeat

And the mermaid Queen’s looking glass.

The Queen dresses in velvet spun of seabass

Poisoned but sugar sweet

Fairytales dwell in brass.

She looks down upon the lower class

Coveting the sacred blessing of burned mesquite

And the mermaid Queen’s looking glass.

Leave the mountain pass

A disappointment I repeat

Fairytales dwell in brass

And the mermaid Queen’s looking glass.   

Photo by Alexandra Sophie on Deviant Art

I love fairytales, something that inspired this villanelle, though I was pleased to be appropriately challenged to write this poem for the Experiments In Fiction Poetry Challenge #13: write a villanelle.

Also inspired by Photo Challenge #348 from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

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