Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Locked in a tower...

Cravings for a rampion
Made Mother Gothel my champion
But in a tower alone I stay
Sometimes I let down my hair, sometimes I dare to sing and sway
Sometimes I wish to make the Old Crone stop
But using my very own gold spun silken stresses she climbs atop
For they are twenty yards and longer
I wish I was braver, I wish I was stronger
If I was, I would chop my hair and make it a rope
And then on my own would I elope
But here in a tower alone I stay
Waiting for a prince to come this way!

1 comment:

  1. "For you I would crawl through the darkest dungeon, climb the castle wall"

    Rapunzel - a name synonymous with long hair even in the modern world. She stays locked up in a tower with no one for company, except the witch visiting her once every now and then. The tower with no doors and a single window twenty yards up can be only breached when Rapunzel lets down her hair and the person climbs on top of it. "Let down her hair" can also be a metaphor to shed all inhibitions. After all isn't that what it means in today's world?

    This poem is written from Rapunzel's point of view as she whiles away time with no incentive of ever meeting anyone except the witch. And yet she waits.

    If she was intelligent enough, if she was brave enough, if she was not so vain, could she have saved herself by chopping her hair and using it as a rope to escape the tower and the witch? Did she really need a prince to come and save her?

    "Rapunzel, Rapunzel
    Let down your hair"

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