
Cinderella – fantasy poem
Cinderella – poem
Cinderella is an ancient story told in many different countries. I have blended my Cinderella poem from the Disney version together with the original French version (from the 1600’s) into something very close to both, and made sure all the Disney characters were included in this very special Cinderella poem, now ranked as the best Cinderella poem on the web — and certainly the most read Cinderella poem. If you haven’t been here before, my poems are a very special form of narrative poetry, and like my earlier fantasy poem, Snow White, my Cinderella poem was a task where I took the entire Cinderella story, and placed it into a complete Cinderella poem, from start to finish. Now, ranked as the best Cinderella poem on the web with almost 8,000 views to date, I think over time, you will find it stands as one of my top Disney type poems, possibly even surpassing my favorite, Snow White, or the absolute top ranking poem on my website, Beauty and the Beast, as well as other Disney poem favorites such as Rapunzel, and even the fairy tale poem Hansel and Gretel. If you have friends with young children — please let them know about my Disney poems. Friends have told me that their kids love these poems being read to them, and I do my best to keep them “kid friendly” while true to the story – although many of my other fantasy poems are really written for adults. Still, my Disney poems are specifically written so children can read them, or listen to them — and love them as I do. I think this top read Cinderella poem stands amongst my best. Thanks for dropping by, and taking a look!
Cinderella – poem
copyright 2016 by jon gutmacher
Cinderella
Cinderella
Glass slipper left by the stair
She dreams about a different life
This one – doesn’t seem real fair
But now back to her humdrum life
and work that never ends
She takes it with a joyful heart
the birds and mice, her friends
And then a royal announcement
a ball at castle far
to find a bride for Prince Charming
no matter who you are
Drizella and Anastasia
are almost in a swoon
but their mother , Lady Tremaine
locks Cinderella in her room
“No ball will you be going!”
“You have much work to do!”
And ends the dreams of Cinderella
as her hopes all fall askew
But Gus and Jaq, her pet mice
the birds from all around
take thrown out clothe and ribbons
where ever can be found
And make a gown for Cinderella
that lights the room aglow
her beauty comes from inside
that’s clear to all, who know
But evil Anastasia
finds out and tears the dress
she and her sister, Drizella
their hate will have no rest
They leave Cinderella crying
her gown torn into so many shreds
and to the ball they leave her
alone, without a friend
But then an amazing thing happens
Her fairy godmother does appear
“I’ll not let you suffer in this way”
“Of this, you’ll have no fear!”
A beautiful gown surrounds her
it magically appeared
with jewels and pure glass slippers
to stop Cinderella’s tears
She wears it, ah, so perfect
her beauty is so great
her eyes light up with hope and joy
the ball – but she’ll be late
“But, how? Oh, Fairy Godmother?”
“Can I make it to the ball?”
“It’s miles away. Too far to walk.”
“In fact, it’s quite a haul.”
Her fairy godmother takes her wand out
and “Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo!”
Turns a pumpkin into a grand carriage
with Gus and Jaq, there too.
“But the spell will end at midnight!”
“I warn you of this, true!”
“You must leave before the stroke of twelve!”
“This is something you must do!”
And the carriage takes her magically
to the castle miles away
and when Prince Charming sees Cinderella arrive
everyone would later say:
He fell in love immediately
they danced, and danced all night
but when the clock first chimed its bells
Cinderella ran off in fright
“But, where are you ever going?”
the Prince shouted as she ran
“How will I ever find you?”
“I’ll never stop! I’ll find you if I can!”
Cinderella ran to her carriage
and sped off through the night
but the carriage turned into a pumpkin
her Fairy Godmother was surely right
But in her haste she’d lost a slipper
made of crystal glass
there was nothing ever like it
not then, nor in the past
The Prince he found the slipper
He swore he’d never stop
until he finds the girl he loves
A search he’ll never drop
And so to each house humble
and on to each house great
the Prince, his Duke
and all his men
ride out to find his fate
They knock at doors til midnight
and search throughout the land
No, never will they stop their task
they do all that they can
And now a house, two sisters
the Prince, he does arrive
but Cinderella kept in a room
she’s soundly locked inside
For evil was her step mom
and evil sisters, two
and locked her there
so much afraid
of everything they knew
Anastasia and Drizella
bowed to Prince Charming at their door
but though they tried the glass slipper
He said to them: “No more!”
“Is there not another?”
“Who lives in this great house?”
And Gus and Jaq, those mice so great
get Cinderella out
She came down stairs a running
the Prince was almost gone
But when he saw Cinderella
He stopped, and had her try that slipper on
It fit her, ah, so perfect
Together, now, at last
and kissed her then
upon her lips
a kiss that would always last
They lived happily ever after
in the castle far away
with Gus and Jaq
and all her pets
At least
that’s what
they say
There were numerous copies of this background fantasy image on the web from the Disney classic, of Cinderella alighting from her carriage in her beautiful ball dress. I just borrowed one for this Cinderella poem.