I shared this popular poem a couple of days ago when I found it on Facebook, as I have several female friends who it fits to a tee. Author Meg Haney was kind enough to permit me to copy it and run it here.

“This is a Poem for the Monster Girls”

by Meg Haney

This is a poem for the monster girls
The ones who have no stars in their skin
Only fire and iron and rhinoceros hides
For the ones who have walked fire alone
Into those dark forests and shouting storms
On those deep dark and endless nights
This is a poem for those who didn’t emerge
With that crown of gold or prince charming
No Disney choruses or extended dance numbers
The ones who stayed in the wild strengthening their soul
and forging their hearts to a brand new and different sheen
for the ones who didn’t remain in their beds
pulling the covers overhead hoping for rescue
but Stood facing the monsters and storms
they walked the fire and faced the dragons
and often made peace with those that lived inside
Those who struck at the fiends at the gate
The invading forces and the wicked pain
whipping with wild blows, shouting their own storm
This is for the not Princesses, the unroyal and deposed
For the wild warriors and mythic goddesses
Those who will never stoop to be a simple queen
Never don an insipid crown or sit on a cushioned throne
This is for those who know that this story is for you to write
You and you alone this is for you to craft as a tale of hero or woe
This is for those who have learned to breathe fire
letting it shine through their scars and light the way for others.
Stop waiting for Prince Charming…
Get up and go, find him, the poor fool may be in need of a good rescue
Heck he could be stuck in a tree or something

(c) Meg Haney 2014