Chapter One
And in the reign of Solomon, King of Israel, was born unto him a daughter.
And she was called, Snow White, for her charm and beauty.
And Solomon had an wife of great beauty whose name was Cinderella, and she did bear Snow White unto Solomon.
Now, in the fourth year of the reign of Solomon, did Cinderella fall ill, and she wast upon her bed unto the fifth year of his reign.
Chapter Two
1. And Cinderella worked diligently. And inquired of Abigail if she might go to the ball, too.
2. And Abigail sought for an answer. And Myra delivered one unto her, and said, shall a scullery maid go to the ball? Yea, even Cinderella? Nay, but she shall have more work to do and then she cannot go.
3. And Abigail thought on these things, and, lo, she decided upon this thing.
Jesus Knew Redux
(Psalm 22 on the right, response on the left. Style inspired by many poems of Kestrel.)
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Why are you so far from saving me, from the words of my groaning?
Of course You knew
You still begged
O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer, and by night, but I find no rest
Yet you are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel
Is it enough that Your Father knows?
In you our fathers trusted; they trusted, and you delivered them
The Book of Cinderella
Chapter One
1. Now, in the reign of David, King of Israel, there was born unto Peleth, son of Gireal, Gimael, and unto Gimael was born Ahazael,
2. And unto Ahazael was born Nun,
3. And unto Nun was born Kish.
4. Now unto Kish was born a daughter of a fair countenance whose name was Leah, and after his wife had died, he remarried.
5. Now, in the fourth month, Kish took to wife Abigail, the daughter of Seth;
6. And Abigail had borne a daughter whose countenance was ugly, and her name was Myra.
Hi all! I am sorry I haven't posted in a while, but I have been having some trouble with internet explorer that has made it really hard to post anything. Since I haven't posted anything in a while, I decided to just post a short story instead of another chapter in one of my other stories. I hope you like it. The main idea that I want to get across is that Jesus is Lord of all and can use anything to draw his children closer to him. Please let me know if I got that message across. Was the thing with the light and the darkness confusing, or did it enhance the meaning?
*A/N* I've been having such writing block that I've been trying just to let the creativity flow, so this writing style is a little bit different. And there has been ZERO editing, so if there are any really terrible grammatical errors or mispellings, please let me know. Critiques are more than welcome, as always!!!!
it was not
enough
that rent was free in my inn
for you to stop
and stay with me
so i ran
out into the street
waving my arms frantically
as you passed by
chasing another
as desperately as i chased you
my dreams
i burned on your alters
my future
i offered up on your shrines
but you never came
so i spoke to you
as a rain cloud speaks
to the desert,
pouring myself into the sand
but my heart found
no oasis
there
*A/N* keep in mind that this may be a little choppy! Constructive criticism is not only welcome but appreciated!!!
This isn't even a real essay. It's probably the worst in terms of grammar that I've written in years. Usually, when I write, I try to put emotion and a sort of magic in the words. Here, I tried to avoid emotion and magic was the last thing on my mind. I tried to create almost a listing of the facts. But here you go, my excuse as to why I've been hiding the last month or so.
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