I'm The One With The Ruby Slippers

I'm The One With The Ruby Slippers

I'm the one with the ruby slippers

I whispered to myself

in a scene of great

distress

in a dream it all came back to me:

the captive feeling in the unfeeling

castle

and the witch

green as new grass

sprung up again

I'm the one with the ruby slippers;

I'm not the one that melts

I muttered to myself again

under the witch's witching stare:

fire cannot quench

nor water burn

the singular heart anointed

in this.

or any other nightmare

mary angela douglas 16 may 2008