Monday, August 16, 2010

Cinderella Syndrome 16


...Now when the night came for the royal ball Cinderella ... the Cinder Maid had to help the two sisters to dress in their fine dresses and saw them drive off in the carriage with her father and their mother. But she went to her own mother's grave and sat beneath the hazel tree and wept and cried out:
Tree o' mine, O tree o' me,
With my tears I've watered thee;
Make me a lady fair to see,
Dress me as splendid as can be... [The Cinder Maid;Europe; Joseph Jacobs]

continuing the Cinderella Syndrome or What every girl should have; well!!! at least once in her lifetime, anyways...in haiku/haibun style throughout the month of August; e-mail me or add your contributions at comments; to be included in the day's post

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9 Comments:

Blogger Lorraine said...

you rock, love the story, can't wait to see the many rebellions ;)

9:54 AM  
Blogger Frieda said...

wonderful!

2:19 PM  
Blogger Gillena Cox said...

THANKS lorraine and Frieda

much love
gillena

5:51 AM  
Blogger Sandra said...

interesting...!

11:08 AM  
Blogger anthonynorth said...

An unusual take on the word. Nice one.

1:09 PM  
Blogger Geraldine said...

excellent interpretation of this prompt. we can learn a lot from trees. :<)

1:10 PM  
Blogger Harshad Mehta said...

Very interesting!

1:26 PM  
Blogger The Write Girl said...

What a beautiful tale. In fairy tales, wishes can come true!

12:47 AM  
Blogger Gillena Cox said...

Geraldine, Anthony, WG, Harshad, Sandra

Thanks for dropping in

much love...

6:16 AM  

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