And now, for our prompt (optional as always!) Just as Rosa Jamila's poems often sound like they come out of a myth or fairy tale (and not always one with a happy ending), today I challenge you to write a poem in the voice of minor character from a fairy tale or myth. Instead of writing from the point of view of Cinderella, write from the point of view of the mouse who got turned into a coachman. Instead of writing from the point of view of Orpheus or Eurydice, write from the point of view of one of the shades in Hades who watched Eurydice leave and then come back. Happy writing!

Mr Smee

I know that I'm a portly man

With a bulbous red nose, from one or two dram

"He's not too clever" I've often heard them quip

But I know my way around the sea and especially this ship

Hook wouldn't have gotten here, if it wasn't for me

His faithful bo'sun, Mr Smee

The Jolly Roger, Hook's ship, but mine to steer

All through the Northern, or Southern Hemisphere

Searching for treasures, anything shiny and new

They're the kinds of things that I usually pursue

I watch this gem Wendy, walking the plank

She'll end up at the bottom where everything has sank

So I make her an offer from one human to another

I will save you from this fate if you will be my mother

The girl point blank refused

And a ferocious battle ensued

Hook trying to cut, Peter Pan's throat

I hid behind some crates that were stored on the boat

While I drank more booze

The situation did diffuse

When Hook went overboard, his life he did lose

So I'm sitting here reminiscing in my souvenir shop

I've thrown away my sword, my spy glass, and my worn out mop

I've had it with smuggling, everyone's contraband

Now I sell all the treasures that I found in Neverland