“Once I was a princess, and moonlight was my kin
My hands as soft as silk, jewels dripping down my skin
I am still a princess, though I seem not to be
My hair’s gone coarse, my eyes pure white, and yet I am still me
My mother was a queen and my father was a saint
My soul’s as pure as dewdrops, my blood bears not a taint
I spin a web to catch the dreams that drift down from the stars
They dance and jump and weave till I collect them in my jars
I am but a humble merchant, I only sell you what you’re due.”
Said the fly to the spider:
“I was once a princess too.”
-Chloe S.
Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 12:26 AM UTC
“Once I was a princess, and moonlight was my kin
My hands as soft as silk, jewels dripping down my skin
I am still a princess, though I seem not to be
My hair’s gone coarse, my eyes pure white, and yet I am still me
My mother was a queen and my father was a saint
My soul’s as pure as dewdrops, my blood bears not a taint
I spin a web to catch the dreams that drift down from the stars
They dance and jump and weave till I collect them in my jars
I am but a humble merchant, I only sell you what you’re due.”
Said the fly to the spider:
“I was once a princess too.”
-Chloe S.
Link to companion poem here: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/861409/il-principe-dente-di-leone-per-lei-columbina/
-Inspired by William Blake's Songs of Innocence and Songs of Experience.
-This is a project for English, so it's actually mostly done for once! It's still subject to revision though, so if it changes, that's why.
-Constructive feedback is the best thing in the entire universe :)
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