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Beauty and the Beast

I was recently inspired to write this fantasy poem about Beauty and the Beast due to the comments of a reader concerning another of my fantasy poems. While not all of the original story could be included in the poem, I’ve done the best I could to make it whole without making it too long. The original story is perhaps much richer than the Disney version, although very similar, and can be found on Wikipedia and other sources. While I don’t think I’ve done as good of a job as in my fantasy poem, “Snow White”, I still think it’s a pretty good rendition, and hope you enjoy it.
©2014 by Jon Gutmacher
One day a man was lost in wood
a merchant great
whose heart was good
but feared that he would die that night
unless some shelter
find

He saw a castle thru the dark
and ran to it
and then did hark
and called the gatemen
“Please let me in!
“I promise to repay
“ the debt.

And so the gates they opened wide
and let him thru
to eat, reside
and for three days
they fed him well
and gave him all
his needs

He dined at night
on chair of gold
but never met the Prince he owed
but servants asked him
who he was
and so
he told them
all

He had three daughters
in his home
the youngest, Belle
. . . eighteen years old
her beauty pure
as was her heart
but he loved them
all the same

The servants told their Master all
he was a prince
but had a fall
with witch who
turned him to a Beast
until he found true love

And then the merchant longed to leave
he packed his bags
to leave with speed
but stopped to pick a rose for Belle
and hid it in his bag

The servants saw
and stopped him quick
they bound his hands
their spears did prick
and marched him ‘fore their Master Beast
and told
of what they saw

“You stole my rose?
“This is how you repay?
“The kindness I granted you
“each night and day?
“So you must die for such a deed
“You will pay this
“ with your life!”

The merchant fell upon his knees
“Please spare my life”
“Grant this reprieve”
and Beast did nod
and gave assent
if the merchant would grant
one request.

The merchant cried
“Yes, anything!
“Take my home, my gold, my ring
But Master Beast did smile just then
and this is what he said:

“I grant your life
“but in return
“you’ll bring me Belle
“a lesson learned
“and she will stay and live with me
“in this castle
“for all her days!”

The merchant gasped
did not believe
but he had vowed
and so did leave
with heavy heart
for what he did
no choice in what to come

And when he got back
to his land
he hoped that Belle
would understand
for he had vowed
there was no choice
but she willingly
agreed to go

And so she wandered to the land
where castle stood
the Beast, so grand
and though she cringed
he treated her well
and they talked ’til late
each night

And over time
a love did grow
although it came
so very slow
but she grew lonesome
shedding many tears
wondering if her family
was well

She asked the Beast
if she could go
She cried aloud
that he should know
and so his heart could not
it stand
to see his love
so sad

“Oh, Beast
“I shall return but soon
“I’ll come back
“at the newest moon
“and then I shall return to thee
“and do thy bidding well

And though he doubted
with regret
he’d not deny his love’s request
but if she’d not return by then
the spell would cause his death

And so he gave her gifts so she
would not forget
“Return to me”
A golden ring
and mirror, too
that would show her
all that passed

For the mirror
had a magic spell
so she could see if Beast
was well
and ring would bring her instantly back
if she turned it round
three times

“Oh Belle, please know your heart and mine
“if you stay too long
“you’ll end my time
“I care for you
even more than life
and so, I let you go”

And so she went
without a care
and forgot her promise
no longer there
and back to family
and others, too
her vow
she soon forgot

And though she intended her promise keep
her sisters cried, and each day weeped
for her to stay
just one more night
she could certainly wait
‘til then!

And so days passed
and then some more
the new moon left
and then one more
and Beast grew sick
and weak with pain
for his love would let him
die

And suddenly Belle did come awake
she grabbed the mirror
her love forsaked
and saw him there upon his bed
in castle far
away

She cried aloud
she began to weep
she grabbed the ring
its secrets keep
and turned it trice
round and round
and instantly was by his side

“Oh, Beast!
“Did I do this to you?
“Please do not die
“I love you true!”
And kissed him on the lips just then
as tears streaked down her face

And then the spell that long did last
did finally stop
it’s magic passed
and He, the Beast
did change to Prince
and heart began to beat

And so
they touched
and kissed again
and held each other
their love – no end
for True Love had finally
conquered all
and saved Beast
from the curse

And so the story finally ends
the spell was broken
their lives did mend
and lived their lives
in castle tall
together
forever more

The image is by the wonderful artist Scott Gustafson, and is separately copyrighted by him. His copyright information is:
Artwork of “Beauty and the Beast” © 2009, Scott Gustafson. All rights reserved. For more information on the image or other work by Scott, please visit www.scottgustafson.com. The image is used with permission.
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