The Ballad of Red Riding HoodThe Ballad of Red Riding HoodThe Ballad of Red Riding Hood9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Deep inside the forest,
Along the Appalachian Ridge,
High above Rob Shuman's farm;
And past the Parker's Bridge;
They say you'll find a cabin
Where a hermit woman lives.
They say that once upon a time,
Not so long ago,
She lived alone with just her Ma,
In a house in Nell's Hollow;
And wore a fancy riding hood,
As soft and white as snow.
She was a small and lively girl
And a very pretty child
With a little dimple in her cheek
That showed each time she smiled
She even had her dead Pa's eyes
That glittered grey and wild
Her Grannie lived up in the hills,
In a cabin in the wood.
The girl often came to see her,
Dressed in her white riding hood,
To bring her Grannie cakes and tea,
When her health was not so good.
For each full moon her Grannie
Went outside at night;
Stood out in the dark and cold,
Her grey eyes glowing bright;
She changed from a woman to a wolf,
And roamed until first light.
And so the girl was sent to help her
Until the moon's demise,
Once I Knew a GirlOnce I knew a girl named Eve. She was short and skinny and wore glasses, and everywhere she went she was all elbows. She mispronounced her R's and climbed trees barefoot and saw fairies where others only saw fireflies.Once I Knew a Girl6 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Eve loved to read. Stories clung to her like velvet. Her bedroom was an Eden cast in mint green and populated by books new books, old books, books with all the secrets of the world hidden inside them.
She brought her love to school with her: sometimes, the teacher would send her out into the hallway for reading during class. Haha, wouldn't want us to actually learn anything in school, we used to joke.
There were those who hated Eve for being the way she was, and she despised them in turn. She hated openly; there was never any secret of her contempt. It was a good system.
Eve loved to create. She wrote and sewed and sculpted, she dreamed up places and people too large for real life. She played and mimicked and invented. She was a stickler for accuracy and a