A/N: Hey guys! 'Tis Megan and Anna! *fanfare* Sorry, but who knew rice could make you hyper? We sure did…hehe *chuckles nervously *. Anyways, this is our second story that we have written together and remember we both have very different writing styles and talents. These poems were written a long time ago so just ignore the things that talk about things that have already happened. Megan wrote 'Wallflowers' (please check it out). This is just a collection of poems for one of our favorite TV shows ever. *second fanfare* Wow, we really need a check-up…ON TO THE STORY!
MEGAN'S:
Good as Gold
A price for magic
A price I pay,
As good as gold
I always say.
A vial, some dust
A muttered spell,
I'll do anything
To protect my Belle.
A line to cross
A son to find,
A character
To hide behind.
I'm Rumpelstiltskin
As good as gold,
Before Belle crossed
She was mine to hold.
ANNA'S:
Charming and a Rebel
A tree from riches you did come, a farm with sheep I am from.
Almost killed by the evil queen all because you loved me. Now we are finally together in a world that is No better. Not remembering each other's love, now split by a magical glove. We couldn't remember
Each other all because of your step mother.
Now that our daughter has broken the curse, our memories have now immersed. The head we want, for We wish the wicked queen dead. Alas, our dear Emma's, son Henry still wants Regina to be his mommy.
No we shall wait until the day that Rumplestiltskin finds his son Bea.
MEGAN'S:
Little Red Wolf
What big ears
What big teeth
The little red wolf ran away.
A waitress
A teen
The little red wolf will not stay.
Her mother
Her father
The little red wolf cannot say
That it hurts
That she's tired
The little red wolf's not okay.
Broke her heart
Broke her soul
The little red wolf ran away.
ANNA'S:
Tears of Desire
I wipe away the tears of fire that they all dare to desire. I wipe away my fears that long to hear. I stand in front of them all only to stumble against the wall. They shriek and laugh... except for one in the back. They all draw silent, one by one, until you can hear a pin drop. He rips apart his cloak and then... he starts to gloat. He blows a potion from his hand all the way to the stands. As they disappear one by one, then he starts to stare at me absolutely coldheartedly. Then he smiles at me, seemingly trying to be friendly.
MEGAN'S:
The Dreaming Room of Fire
I've got no friends, just a book to my name. the evil queen and my mother, one in the same. I knew the curse-breaker would be my real mother; she'd kill the dragon, her and no other. Nightmares had plagued me from dusk to first light. The dreaming room of fire put up quite a fight.
ANNA'S:
Beast and a Beauty
A coward I was, a coward I am until I make a 'crippled' stand.
My heart turned cold and hair turned old for wanting my boy again to hold.
Staying home in my large estate until I come out for promised bait.
I am the crocodile that Hook loathes and I thought so too, before I found a hand to hold.
She the beauty and I the beast that everyone feareds to meet.
I wanted her to be mine, but I knew it was a matter of time.
The times we shared split into two and I didn't know what to do.
I let her slip through my hands once I got really mad.
She was dead, or so I thought, because that is what Regina taught.
I kept her chipped cup close to me, to remind me of how it used to be.
When you walked into my store, I almost fell upon the floor.
I promised to protect you, only to fail, and now my name doesn't ring a bell.
A/N: Thanks for reading and please leave a review. Constructive criticism and flaming welcomed. Bye, love you!